PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
“Shriek! Squeal!! Look! Mum!!”
“It’s snowed!” Sadie’s excited high pitched voice was soaked up and dampened by the effect of the snow as she danced on the spot under the porch.
“I want to be the first to make footprints!” she squealed, dashing back indoors to grab her wellies.
It rarely snowed where she lived and she’d prayed for weeks on end for a snowfall before winter disappeared again.
Unbeknownst to her, Garby loved snow too and was equally intent on investigating the white stuff.
As she opened the door, Garby came charging out, his paws christening the snow!