It was a Saturday morning at the foster home, and Lyon is sitting at his desk; he was drawing a picture of his old house along with his parents and himself on it. He often draws pictures of his old life as a reminder of one of the good days before everything changed forever. In a sense, it helps with his coping. As he kept drawing, Lyon had a flashback of his old backyard. He was reminded of how he used to play cricket with his father. They would spend a lot of time on the weekends playing until sunset.

He looks through his window and sighed; the good days were long gone. He put away his colors and papers in the drawer, grabbed his book, and went downstairs to go outside. Before heading to the door, he saw Dana catching up to him. "Good morning, Lyon," said Dana.

"Oh, morning Ms. Dana," added Lyon.

"Heading outside?"

"Yes, I just want to go out for fresh air. Maybe read my book again."

Dana wondered if Lyon ever gets bored of the same routine as every weekend. She couldn't help, but want to bring a change in Lyon's schedule. "Well, before you do that, I just want to tell you something if that's alright." Lyon was confused at first, but he was willing to listen. "Okay. What is it?"

"I was thinking if you wanted to do things a bit differently today. While I do applaud your enthusiasm of literature, I believe you should do more than just read your book. We can go somewhere different today."

"Where to," asked Lyon.

"The park. I know you don't seem to have many friends here at the foster home, and maybe a nice change of pace could let you experience new things. It'll do you some good."

Lyon was reluctant at first. He hasn't been to a park since his parents' passing. "I'm not so sure. I haven't been to one before…that day," he said sadly.

Dana sympathizes with the young dog's concerns, but she really wants to keep his mind off things for a while. "I know you still think about them every day. But I think this is a good chance to be out of the foster home for a little while."

"I don't know. When I think of the park, I'm reminded of how I used to go with my dad." Lyon crossed his arms, took a few seconds to rethink his option, and thought it might be okay to go to the park today. It's not every day a kid from the foster home goes to the park. He made up his mind. "Okay, I guess for a little while," he said.

"Great," said Dana with a smile. "And don't worry, I spoke with my boss about it, and she's okay with it as long as I go with you."

Lyon nodded and went upstairs to grab his dad's baseball cap. He came back downstairs again to walk with Dana to a nearby bus stop. The two of them sat in the bus stop's bench. Lyon stared at the street. It seem like a peaceful Saturday morning as he saw many local neighbors passing by on the sidewalk. There was another adult dog, who was a corgi; she was engrossed with her phone.

Dana looked at Lyon, who just stared off into space. She thought she could learn to get to know Lyon by conversing with him while they waited for the next bus.

"You excited about the playground," asked Dana. Lyon looked up to the terrier. "Um, yeah I guess so," he said.

"You guess? C'mon, it's going to be a great day," encouraged Dana. Lyon is probably one of the most stoic kids she met at the foster home. He didn't seem to show any excitement about the park's playground. She also noticed that Lyon was wearing his father's baseball cap, which even worried the terrier more for the malamute dog.

The bus arrives, and everyone boarded the bus. Dana and Lyon boarded the bus; Dana paid for the bus fee at the front and they both sat down in the right side of the bus. Lyon stared through the passenger's window thinking about the playground. He wondered if there will be a lot of kids there today. He didn't seem to really care though. He still thinks about his parents every day since it's the only thing that has been on his mind on a daily basis. Then again, he does appreciate Dana's effort to permit him to go to the park for one day. As he looks through the window, he saw many Queensland houses. Some of them were two stories while others had one floor only. Many of them had vibrant colors. Even seeing these houses reminded him of his old house too.

The two arrived at the bus stop near the playground. Lyon holds on to Dana's paw as they head towards the sidewalk that leads to the park's entrance. Briefly, Lyon remembered that this was the same playground that he and his parents used to come to. The playground has a variety of equipment such as a slide, a seesaw, a merry-go-round, and monkey bars. It seems to be a well-maintained place for kids to play in. It didn't seem there were no kids at the moment so it was just him and Dana.

Reluctant, Lyon wasn't so sure of interacting with any of the playground's equipment. "I'm not sure if I want to. It's not the same without mum and dad," said Lyon.

"Go on, I know you can do this," encouraged Dana.

"Okay," sighed Lyon. Dana sat on a bench to keep an eye on Lyon. Lyon decided to take heed of Dana's advice on having fun for a change. His first interaction was the slide; he climbed on the ladder and sat on top of the slide. For a brief moment, he stared down at the floor, then slid down from the top of the slide. He took a few more tries with the slide and decided to move on to something else. He walks toward the merry-go-round. He grabs the handle of the merry-go-round and pushes the merry-go-round to go in a circular motion, and he went on board it as it started to spin around. The merry-go-round spun so fast to the point that he had gotten dizzy from the rapid motion. The merry-go-round slows down, and Lyon fell from it. It took a moment to get himself together from the dizziness, but he wasn't hurt.

Lyon went to the monkey bars after recovering from the dizziness. "Right," he muttered to himself. He remembered this one time when he attempted to give the monkey bars a go. That time was when his dad was there, teaching him how to hold on to them. It took him a while to get a grip on the bars as he fell down several times, but his dad was always right there guiding him to hold a grip on the bars.

Lyon took a deep breath, and he steels himself to jump on the first bar; the young pup lowers his knees, preparing himself to make a leap. He springs up and grabs the first bar with a firm grip. He tries to reach the second bar but was struggling to let go of the first bar because he was worried about letting go and falling to the ground. Come on, you can do this, Lyon thought to himself.

Unfortunately, he loses grip on his right paw and fell to the ground. Dana came to him when she saw him on the ground. "Lyon are you alright," she asks with great concern.

"Yes, it was just a fall. I'll be alright," he stated. "It worked better when dad was here. We used to do this to help me get better with the monkey bars."

"How about I help you? I can hold on to you while you get the hang of them"

"Um, I don't know. It's not the same without him." Lyon didn't seem comfortable with someone who wasn't his dad holding on to him on the monkey bars. "It wouldn't be a bother at all. I promise I won't let go," said Dana.

Lyon knows Dana can be overbearing, but he didn't want to be mean. He attempts to lower his knees again and prepares for the next leap, but this time Dana was by his side. When he leaps, Dana held on to the husky pup as he held onto the first bar. "Alright, slowly but surely," cautioned Dana. Lyon took his time to grab the second bar as he slowly let loose of the first bar. The two dogs worked together to better Lyon's monkey bar skills, and they progress to each bar. Dana kept on giving the pup encouragement each time they moved on to the next bar.

Finally, they reached the other end of the monkey bars. Lyon leaps from the final bar to land on the platform. Dana smiles when they successfully accomplish the monkey bars. "See, that wasn't so bad, and I was with you the whole time," stated Dana. Lyon let out a reassuring smile. "Let's try again," he said. The two kept at it for a while. Slowly, but surely Lyon gain confidence in the ability to grab each bar when Dana was there. Dana kept encouraging and advising the pup to take his time. "One step at a time. Make sure to give yourself time to hold steady when you grab the next monkey bar," she advised.

Afterward, Lyon tired himself out from the consecutive rounds of the monkey bars. "That was a good workout," he puffed. "But you had fun, did you," asked Dana. He nodded. "I'm going to sit down and rest a bit," added Lyon. "Sure thing, kiddo," said Dana.

She went back to the bench and sat to keep an eye on Lyon while he sat next to the monkey bars. Lyon was catching his breath, and he looks at the sky. How was that dad? I did it. I was able to hold on to them as hard as I could.

While he was resting, he heard a wagon sound coming nearby. He heard the noise, and he ran towards the tree to hide. At a distance, he saw a few dogs coming to the monkey bars. It looked like a family of heeler dogs. One of them was an adult blue heeler with a tan belly and muzzle, followed by black fur that looked like a mask. He had whiskers in his muzzles and a few white hairs in the black part of the fur. The other two dogs looked like young girls; one of them looked alike to the older dog, but she only had a tan muzzle, and the belly seems to be a light blue color. The other heeler was a red dog, who had a cream muzzle. She also had a cream belly, and the cream color of the muzzle divided the red-sided fur in her eyes. The two younger dogs were riding on the wagon while the adult dog, presumably the father, was dragging the wagon behind him.

"Right. We're here. The monkey bars," exclaimed the father. The young blue heeler leaps from the platform and climbed through each bar with ease. Wow, she's good, thought Lyon as he stared from the tree. The red heeler was still sitting in the wagon, playing with her doll. The blue heeler came down from the monkey bars and ran up to her father, who was sitting at another bench on the opposite side where Dana was sitting. "Can you take us back to the bus stop now," asked the girl heeler. "What? We just got here," said the father. Lyon kept staring from the tree, but then the blue heeler noticed him behind the tree. Oops.

"Hey, there's someone behind that tree," added the blue heeler girl. Lyon silently moaned; he had hoped he would have gotten away with staying hidden. The blue heeler ran towards Lyon with curiosity. Lyon was surprised to see the girl's enthusiasm. "Hi there," she said with great zeal. Lyon shyly backed off; he didn't know what to say. "Um, hi," he said waving his paw. "My name's Bluey, what's your name," she asked. The blue heeler, who was supposedly called Bluey, was eager to see another kid. "It's….Lyon," said the husky pup. "Umm….I gotta go."

"No, wait. Please come back," said Bluey. But Lyon ran off at an instant back to Dana. Bluey was confused and sad at the same time. Her father, Bandit walked up to her. "Hey, kiddo, you alright? You ran off as if you saw something," he asked. "Yeah, I saw a kid."

"Really, where did the kid go?"

"I don't know. He ran away so fast. All I said was hi," she said looking down sadly. "Huh, that was weird. Was it just him all by himself?"

"I'm not sure. He was just behind the tree, but he wasn't with anyone. He ran away so fast."

"Did he say what his name was?"

"It was Lyon."

There was a brief pause. Bandit thought he heard that name before. It couldn't be THAT Lyon he mentioned. Nah, I may have heard that wrong, he thought to himself. "What did he look like?"

"Umm, he was both grey and white fur and had slightly pointed ears. Kind of like us, but not too pointy. And he had light blue eyes," Bluey described. "But that's all I know."

"Do you want to look for him," asked Bandit. Bluey nodded no. "I don't know if we can still find him. He ran away so fast. But dad, why would he run off like that? Did I do something wrong," asked Bluey.

"Nah, mate. Maybe he had to be somewhere important. It's not your fault," said Bandit comforting his daughter. "Are we going back to the bus stop," hollered the red-heeler girl, whose name was Bingo.

On the other side, Lyon rushed back to Dana. Dana was surprised to see him rush to her as if he had seen a ghost. "Lyon, what's wrong," she asked. "N-nothing, it was nothing," he said while catching his breath. "Are you sure? I can tell something happened," stated Dana raising suspicion. "Yeah, really. Can we go back now?"

Dana was surprised and concerned at the same time. Today went so well, but all of a sudden Lyon was urging her to go back to the foster home now. "Well, if you're sure." Dana held his paw, and they both went back to the bus stop. There were a few more dogs waiting at the stop, so the two dogs had to sit in the middle. The two waited for the next bus to come to pick them up. As they sat there, Lyon saw the same two girls running to the bus stop, but this time they were not on the wagon. Bluey then spotted the same boy who ran away from her. "It's you," Bluey shouted. Lyon's eyes widen, and he hid behind Dana's arm. Dana was shocked to see Lyon hiding behind as the girl called out to him. "Lyon, is that any way to greet someone like that," Dana admonished. Lyon looked up at Dana's stern face and sighed. "No," he said.

"I'm so sorry. I know he isn't usually like that. He's just a little shy when he's around other kids," said Dana to Bluey. Bandit then showed up with the wagon behind him. He saw the two girls interacting with Dana. Dana looked up at Bandit. "Are these your two girls," she asked.

"Yup, we just got back from the monkey bars this morning," said Bandit. Dana looked back towards Lyon finally realizing the reason Lyon pushed her to take him back. "So this is why you sprinted back to me. All because you couldn't have greeted back to the girl," she said. "You know it's not nice to run away from others when they're trying to greet you." Lyon did feel bad for leaving Bluey behind like that. With his ears down, he realized how rude he was to her. He glances at Bluey. "I'm sorry," he said. "I'm just not used to being around kids my own age."

"It's okay. Maybe I did scare you a bit back there at the playground so I'm sorry too," said Bluey. Dana liked Bluey's manners. Bandit smiled when Bluey apologized to the boy. He looks at Dana. "Is he your kid," asked Bandit.

"No, I'm just the youth care worker. I took him out to play in the playground this morning for some fresh air." Bandit nodded with sympathy. "So, he's a foster then," he asked.

"Yes, it's a long story. He lost his parents not too long ago."

"Oh, I see. So sorry for your lost kid," stated Bandit. He then thought it could possibly be the same kid Rad had mentioned to him on the phone, but he didn't want to press the details too much on Lyon. It seems like a coincidence for Bandit to meet up with the same kid who was the father of Rad's best friend. The bus finally arrives; Dana and Lyon stood up from the stop's bench. "That's our ride. We should get going. Say goodbye Lyon," added Dana. Lyon merely waved back at Bluey and Bingo. The two girls waved back goodbye as well, and the two dogs boarded the bus.

Lyon then looked down from the window at the Heeler family. He didn't say a word nor smiled back, and the bus drove away from the stop. Dana was a bit disappointed in Lyon today. "Lyon, if you're greeted by others you should try to not run away like that," she said. "I know. I said I was sorry back there."

"I know you are. It can be hard to make new friends. But if that was the case, how was it possible for you to get along so well with Ethan when he used to stay with us?"

"I'm not sure," he said. He thought about the Heeler family; he imagines what it was like to be in a family.

Meanwhile, in the neighborhood, Bandit was pulling the two girls behind the wagon. "You ladies are certainly up early," said Bandit, pretending to be a bus driver.

"Oh, yes. It's got to be done," stated Bluey.

"Jasmine, I've got more birthday ferns," said Bingo playing with her doll.

Bluey was then silent for a moment. "Dad."

"Yes, mate?"

"What did the lady mean 'foster'," asked Bluey.

Bandit was hesitant to answer the question. "Well, it's sort of like where kids are taken care of by adults. Not their parents though," explained Bandit.

"What happened to the parents?"

"Oh, well it's sort of complicated to explain. They're taken care of by other grown-ups because they're lost. They don't know where their parents are."

"So, they're there until they find their parents?"

"Yeah, I think so. Well, I wouldn't say they find their original parents. More like finding someone to take care of them. That's what foster means. They're there in the foster home until someone adopts them."

"Oh," said Bluey.

The ride back home was a silent one indeed. Bandit wasn't sure if he gave the right explanation to Bluey about fostering, but it was subtle. Right now, his mind was about the boy Lyon. It could be the same boy Rad had mentioned to him on the phone, but he could be wrong.

Note: Sorry if it's been a while. I just started school the past month and had to prepare for a deep freeze that just came into my state. But I was finally able to come up with chapter 3. I'm just glad I was able to add most of the Heeler family in this chapter for a brief moment, but I liked how the interaction between Bluey and Lyon was. I've added some similar events from the episode 'Wagon Ride', but the ending was slightly different for that episode.