;Something had moved in the bush! I held my breath to try not to make any minute sound. My legs were anchors dragging and digging up the saturated soil. From behind the bushes out waddled an enormous bird of some sort. It was the most peculiar animal that I had ever encountered. The beak of this massive bird was shaped like a large spoon. Moonbeam quickly chased the bird away. I stood there and whipped my forehead with the bottom of my shirt and once again exhaled with ease. So many questions revolved in my mind. “Why had I stayed out so late? What else could possibly happen this evening? I'm never staying out late again!" I had told Moonbeam. Moonbeam licked my finger-tip and then had given me a small yelp. I knew he wondered as well. “Look Moonbeam,” I exclaimed. I finally made out the shapes up ahead. There I stood, Moonbeam and myself admiring my little home sweet home. "Come on Moonbeam, let's go home," I said. I ran the rest of the way home. “Oh no Moonbeam!,” I grunted. “How was I going to explain you to my mother?” Just as I reached down to pick up the pooch, my hand passed right through the little dog's body. Moonbeam vanished into thin air. ...
