The girl left the house at dusk and the dog joined her. They hunted field mice in the pasture under the eye of the moon. His excitement pleased her. The grass rustled, and the night was warm. He suddenly paused with his nose aquiver and hackles high. The voices from the farmhouse grew distant.
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I'm a little rusty. Hope you didn't mind a walk in the dark with a dog....