'Where's Tyson?' was a question I caught myself asking every morning before school. My mom would let our little dog out to play, and on most days before you knew it we were outside looking for him. But, on this Wednesday morning something was off... my mom looked a bit more worried, my dad seemed nowhere to be found, and our other dog, Maizie, was already inside. This confused my fourth grade mind as I always knew Tyson and Maizie worked as a team, and when one came back inside, the other followed.
"Dad went out to look for T, he wouldn't come in when I called," Mom told me as she saw the shaken expression run across my face.
"Well how long ago did you let them out?" I asked curiously, suddenly getting timid.
"Probably a half an hour or
"Dad went out to look for T, he wouldn't come in when I called," Mom told me as she saw the shaken expression run across my face.
"Well how long ago did you let them out?" I asked curiously, suddenly getting timid.
"Probably a half an hour or