Toby poked his large, shaggy head out of his front door and sniffed. He loved the smell of the forest, especially first thing in the morning. He could almost taste the fresh, leafy goodness on his slobbering tongue as he dangled it out of his yawning mouth. He could hear a rustling noise coming from nearby; one of the others was awake. You see, Toby wasn't the only dog that lived in the forest...All Rights Reserved