LightningAndDoc

For No One Martha could not sleep. Master put her outside tonight. Again. As happy as these random girls made Master, she did not like sleeping outdoors. Not at all. She got up to sniff the gate, sensing something before hearing it or even smelling it. A car. Yes! There it was. It began slowing down, stopping right in front of their home on Cavendish avenue. A red haired girl exited the car. She wore soft-looking clothes. Martha could smell her fancy French perfume from were she stood at the gate. It was Master's red haired girl. Martha barked, trying to warn Master, but there was nothing she could really do. The red haired girl was alread