It was a warm rainy afternoon. The pups were out and about playing in the rain.
Zuma especially. "I just wish Wocky would join us." Zuma said.
Skye sighed. "I know. But he doesn't like water remember."
Zuma nodded and jumped in a deep puddle.
Some of the water got Skye.
"Hey. Watch it." the cockapoo shouted playfully.
She giggled and splashed him back.
Zuma ran off with Skye chasing him.
After a few minutes it started to rain harder.
Skye announced that she was going back in.
The others agreed. "Ok." Zuma said as he leapt into another puddle.
He noticed puddles everywhere and decided to jump into each one.
Yes Zuma loved the rain. He especially liked storms although he wasn't allowed to play in them.
Anything could happen in a storm and Zuma understood that. Tornadoes. Hail. Lightning strikes and thunder.
Yes storms were dangerous. But they also relaxed him.
He jumped and rolled in puddle after puddle.
About 30 min later he noticed that he wasn't by the lookout anymore.
"Oh shoot. I wandered to far. Better head home before the others get worried." Zuma said to himself.
Before he could make a move, he heard a sound.
He looked around trying to decide what to do.
He knew he should really head back.
But he also wanted to find the source of the noise.
He heard it again. It sound like whining.
His curiosity got the best of him.
It seemed to come from all around him.
He tried his best to follow the sound.
But it was hard because of the roaring rain.
He followed the sound stopping every so often to listen.
He went into an alley and slipped in a rain puddle.
He froze at what he saw.
Lying in a box before him, in a dirty wet, blanket. Was a border collie pup.