MaryAnn could never tire of this view. Living here was such a privilege. A sharp contrast to the life she left behind in the city.
Jake was sniffing about as usual. He had made a lot of doggy friends to play with.
Today doggy friends were in short supply, so he had to make do with his human ones.
‘What is it boy? Have I stopped too long as usual? You keen to get moving?’
Jake kept running back and forth.
‘Ok, I’m coming.’
Jake was digging frantically.
A human hand appeared in the hole.
MaryAnn tugged Jake back on put him on his lead.
‘I need to call the sheriff Jake, I think you’ve found a body.’