The Yellow Bike

It was a Sunday afternoon and it was calm, I was walking my dog Dodo, dad called him that because when Dodo was little, he kept running into walls. I felt really tired, I kept dozing off and running into people, I wish there was a better way to walk a dog, then my eyes went watery because I yawned, I could see something… yellow? After wiping my eyes on my cotton jumper, I looked at the yellow figure, it was a bike, tied to a pole, an idea stuck my mind! I tied Dodo’s lead to the bike and ended up I riding home in sanity.

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