Rhys part 3

Yrah

I had a terrible morning.

I woke up and strode over to find Mr. Fluffy, but he was nowhere to be found! I looked everywhere in the house but no sign of the dog.

I started to feel a sense of panic rising in me. Mr. Fluffy was a stray with no collar, so no one would bring him back to me if he got out.

I searched every room, checked all the closets, and even went outside to see if he had somehow slipped out, but he was nowhere to be found.

As I continued my search, I started to feel more and more worried. What if something had happened to him? What if he was hurt or lost again? My mind was racing with all kinds of horrible scenarios, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was very wrong.

Ugh, why did I always get attached to animals like this?

But then...after what felt like an eternity, I finally found Mr. Fluffy hiding under the bed in the guest room.

"Oh my god, Mr. Fluffy! There you are! Where have you been?" I squealed and pulled him into an embrace. He snuggled close