Lottie ran away. My poor puppy wandering the world by herself. I’m going out to find her. I have to.
There she is. I see her. She’s next to this huge round thing in the park. I can’t make out what it is.”Lottie!”, I yelled. I ran over to her but to my surprise the ‘thing’ I saw was actually a humongous teacup. Lottie had started digging. I couldn’t stop her. Finally, when she stopped digging, I attached her lead on to her harness and looked at the hole Lottie had dug. I screamed. At the bottom of the hole there was a big spacious room with a tea party set out and a banner that said ‘Welcome home Rachel and Lottie’.