Squelch, squelch, squelch, went a boys colourful wellies on the muddy, sludgy, damp forest floor. The boys hand possessed dogs lead but the strange thing was that the dog had vanished “Floppsy” the boy kept calling but the dog was nowhere to be seen. At that very moment he fell to his knees and crawled through a gap in the decaying trees.
As the boy rose to his feet his eyes immediately started to water and then a cry, the animal he saw before him was the dog he was trying to find. The dog chased a rabbit, lost the rabbit, found the bench, touched the bench and turned to stone. The boy left the dog and never came back.