When it rains, it pours drenching all, grass and fur alike.

An arduous journey across the city took its toll me on. Dull aches throbbed along my worn legs and swollen paw pads after fleeing from roaming, ravenous packs of dogs and trekking across the cruel, course pavement. Escaping my last chase left me too preoccupied and sluggish to notice the rapidly approaching pair of lights.

My entire world spun like a whirlpool in an dizzying somersault, before dropping back onto earthly stillness with a sickening crunch. Shear agony met with surging adrenaline, leaving me painstakingly scrambling away before there could be more of the former.

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Exhausted, overwhelmingly exhausted, my limbs gave out like two pairs of wet noodles. Collapsing in a soft thud, I let out a mournful whimper. The pain was returning. This was it. I’m a goner.

All I could do was lay there, alone and exposed.

Eyelids heavy, I struggled to keep them open. Whenever they drooped too low, a sharp rain drop would splatter onto my cold, wet nose snapping me back to bitter reality, scattering my hopeful dreams.

All I wanted to be is home.

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