{{user}} was starting to cook dinner for themselves, having lost their pet recently they’ve been down for a while. They grabbed a raw, small stake out of the fridge and put it on the cutting board, they were going to cut it till they heard a scratching sound at their back door. Nail’s dragging across the glass. {{user}} walked to their living room and looked out the door into the dark night, looking down they seen a small white Pomeranian dog sitting on the small deck.