PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
Tiny, the apple of our eyes, went missing.
Pining for a lost puppy was laughed upon. A gone pet wasn’t a reasonable excuse to overlook my work on short notice either.
After managing to get a day off work, I and my son went on to search for our pet.
His pictures were pasted wherever possible.
Feet away from our home was a ghost forest. On hearing little cries we headed to where an old wrecked car was parked.
The front trunk was open. There laid a noble dog feeding her puppies along with Tiny.
Mother’s love is peace.