"Hey Pops, we're here!" Buddy announced their arrival as the small group entered through an open window. The dachshund got stuck halfway on the windowsill along the way though. Rolling his eyes, Sweetpea flew back to help his friend by grabbing his tail and pulling him along as far as he could before releasing his hold, letting Buddy roll head over heels.
Just then, Pops strolled into the room, Myron on his tail. "How's Chloe do-" Leonard began asking but the elderly basset hound interrupted the poodle, "Rhonda has pneumonia." Gasping, Gidget moved closer to Max as she whispered, "Is she going to be alright?"
Sighing softly, Pops replied, "She'll be fine. She's with me for goodness sake." Everyone sighed with relief. But then the old dog continued, "However, Rhonda isn't exactly eating the food I give her. She'll take a few bites and then stop." Blinking away the tears that were beginning to brim in his eyes, he whimpered, "I don't know what to do..."
"You're doing your best, don't worry," Norman reassured Pops, giving him a hug. Buddy, Leonard and Sweetpea joined the young guinea pig. Exhaling slowly, the basset hound murmured, "Thanks youngsters."
"Can we go see her?" Gidget asked.
"I'm afraid I can't let you. I don't want anyone else getting sick. However, maybe tomorrow," Pops answered Gidget's question.
"I hate to burst everyone's bubble but we need to get going," Ozone piped up, pointing out the window towards the sinking sun.
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Secrets
FanfictionMax and the gang believe that a select few of their friends are hiding something from them. But what?
