by J.M.M.Adams
There was a little terrier in the park, his owner was calling his name. The dog was scared and dashed out in the open. A bullet just missed him, I shot out from my hiding place and grabbed him by his collar.
There was a little terrier in the park, his owner was calling his name. The dog was scared and dashed out in the open. A bullet just missed him, I shot out from my hiding place and grabbed him by his collar.
J.M.M.Adams