Many thanks to Sonya, as usual, for holding the TLT Challenge!
Here’s mine for the week
Pat pat came the sound from next to him. The only other sounds in the quiet, dark landscape were that of his pants and the thud of his shoes. No one believed in his dream to win the Olympic medal, no one wanted to accompany him on his midnight runs. No one except Trevor.
As the sun began to rise, he stopped and Trevor looked at him quizzically, panting quite a bit himself. “Someday, when I win the medal, I’ll dedicate it to you for sure, Trevor!”
“Woof” came the prompt answer.