A lone dog trotted down a back alley of New York City. The dog’s fur was rough and mangled with all different kinds of dirt, mud,and bugs. The dog seemed to be searching for something along the dank and dirty sidewalk.
Suddenly, there was a rustling behind a pile of leaves. The dog’s eyes widened, and unlike most normal dogs, this little dog started to back up, obviously scared. He kept his eyes trained on the rustling pile of leaves, ready to bolt at last minute.
Out of the leaves, came a tiny kitten, matted and shriveled. The dog threw back his head, scoffing.
The dog continued on, but stopped when he heard a small and desperate noise.
“Mew,” the kitten cried. “Mew.” The kitten shot her huge vulnerable eyes at the dog. “Mew?”
The dog gave her sympathetic look, and then raced toward the kitten with new energy. He didn't need a tag-along.
“MEOOOOOW!”
