Pacing Paws

She gently lifted her soft furry head up towards the sky, a slight whiff of something new enticing her young senses. The gentle wind blew the scent in her direction as she began pacing back and forth in order to find out where the delectable scent emanated from.

She twirled around, trying to get a better idea of where the pungent odor drifted towards her Only three months old, the world was full of newness, form the gentle fragrance of a flower to the ripe smell of a freshly caught fish. What was it? Her tailed danced as she ran.

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    Lucid Gypsy said,

    All caught up then? :-)


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