The Stray
Written by l-Ranger-l
It was a cold snowy winter day on Oakridge Avenue. The streets were empty and almost silent. The only sounds were the harsh winds of mid-winter, and the animals that scurried for shelter from those winds. A block down was Woodland Avenue, which, was still cold, but not as silent. On Woodland Avenue, you could hear the sounds of children playing outside, making snow angels, and playing with their beloved pets in the snow, something The Stray wished she could be a part of. The humans were aloof to her, though. She was once a playful German Shepherd-mix pup, now she was a middle-aged German Shepherd-mix dog,