Here's a little drabble I randomly came up with.
It was a beautiful day; a perfect one, if anything.
The nearly-fluorescent emeralds of the hilly landscape seemingly glowed in contrast to the eggshell-blue hues just beyond the peak of the horizon, a glorious Sun permitting its warm rays of UV downward upon a pair of equally-peaceful beings perched upon a gentle slope.
The tannish, rather-minuscule canine cast a fretful, though hopeful, amber gaze upon the elderly woman seated at his flank, arching a brow in a questioning manner.
With a small smile curling along her wrinkled cheeks, she lifted her hands from her knitting and gestured for him to 'shoo'.
Almost immediately did the juvenile spring to a stand and lope forward, elongated strides swallowing the distance to wherever his paws would lead him. A roseate tongue lolled eagerly from jaws parted in a blithe grin, and a single thought burst into the recesses of the scape of his mind.
He had done it. He had finally reached Paradise.