When out shopping, we saw a poor dog in a fix. He was running scared to and fro dashing, across the roads, as fast as he could go.
You feel helpless as a looker-on waiting, with cars sharply braking, dog terrified and shaking.
People gasping, pleading, dog arms quickly evading, lead trailing in the desperate act of escaping.
Soon trapped in between cycles penned, exhausted, lying down wondering how it will all end.
Eyes watching, long-distance anxiously gazing, lips trembling, curling showing fear and mistrusting.
A man arrives running, calling, arms waving, glad cries and the dog’s tail starts, it's frantic wagging.
They come together in a charge of mutual delight, the man looks him all over and asks ‘Is He all right?’
‘Thanks a million to you all, as this dog means more to us, then we can possibly say.’
Then with lead in hand and a backward wave, they set off together happily on their way.
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