Blossom’s Waiting Heart

This is the start of the story......

Chapter 1: The Routine

In a cozy little house on Maple Street, there lived a lovable bulldog named Blossom. With her wrinkled face and stout body, she was a bundle of joy known for her playful spirit. Every day, as the sun began to set, Blossom would settle down by the front door, eagerly awaiting the sound of Harry’s footsteps.

Harry was her best friend and owner, a kind-hearted man who always made time for play and cuddles. As the clock ticked closer to five o'clock, Blossom’s excitement grew. She would wiggle her tail and let out soft barks, her way of saying, “I’m ready for you, Harry!”