We ran to the mountain, my furry friend behind me, we slowly climbed the steep hill of rocks and gravel. We didn’t get far when Coco whined that she couldn’t climb the tall mountain. No fingers, no thumbs. Im not sure dogs can climb. All she had was claws, and those, can’t climb mountains.
“Ohhh, we’re never gonna get to the winning vehicle at this pace.!” I yelled, I slowly went quiet, knowing that Coco didn’t know what I was saying. We heard music behind us, that’s when I knew we had to get moving. I had to carry Coco.