The morning sun cast long shadows across the sidewalk as Derrick and Rusty ventured out. Derrick, clad in a faded jacket, watched Rusty trot beside him with uncharacteristic caution. Each step felt heavy, and Rusty’s wagging tail had slowed. Concern tugged at Derrick’s heart, though he forced a smile.
As they passed the overgrown hedges by the old playground, Derrick sensed Rusty’s slight limp. It wasn’t obvious, but it was enough to make his gut twist. With each cautious step, Derrick’s mind swirled with worry. He feared it was a sign of something far more serious.