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Just when My Melody was starting to become more comfortable approaching stray animals did she find herself in the sights of a not-so friendly dog. There was an attempt to keep the canine calm, but it was under the assumption that My Melody was a prey item.

 “Nice dogg--!!” ‘GRR!!’ Baring it’s teeth, it leapt for her, and she immediately screamed, then ran in the opposite direction. “YAAN! HELP ME!” She ran as fast as her little legs could carry her, hoping someone would save her or at the very least distract the dog long enough for her to get away. 

“NOT AGAIN!! YAAAN!”