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.
Jake barked.
‘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.
‘Let’s see.’
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.’