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On a cool November morning, Josh and his labrador retriever, Maxibo, set out for their morning walk along the forest trail near home. Josh wanted a change of scenery from the usual and chose a part of the trail they\u2019d never walked before. He didn\u2019t ask Maxibo, but his eager eyes and wagging tail hinted he was up for adventure. They were best friends after all, and most things remained unspoken but understood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Josh delighted in the vibrant hues of orange, red, and yellow that clothed the trees in regal splendor\u2014a last blaze of glory before the approaching winter. Maxibo happily trotted ahead, sniffing the air expectantly as he explored the crisp autumn landscape. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Twenty minutes down the unfamiliar path, Maxibo jerked on his leash, and rushed towards a thick wall of underbrush on the right. He pressed his nose into the tangled greenery and sniffed urgently. \u201cLet\u2019s go Max,\u201d Josh prodded, as he gave the leash a light tug to move the dog along. \u201cIt’s just a rabbit or skunk or something.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maxibo resisted the pull and continued sniffing. \u201cWhat\u2019s up, buddy?\u201d Josh asked. \u201cIt\u2019s cold; let\u2019s keep moving.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maxibo barked at whatever was in the thicket, and he strained against the leash. Josh gave the dog some slack as he crept forward, his body tense as he cautiously pushed his nose into the brush. He squeezed his body through a nearly imperceptible opening, pulling Josh through with him. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The opening widened into an overgrown trail lined with lush ferns, giant mushrooms, and gnarled, moss-covered trees that looked like a scene from Jurassic Park. The air hung heavy with an earthy scent of peat moss and damp leaves, tinged with a faint floral bouquet. Giant rainbow-colored butterflies the size of robins flitted by, birds squawked in the branches, and a gentle thrum pulsed in the dense foliage, revealing a hidden world of life beyond sight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Josh stopped in his tracks, transfixed by the sight. He patted Maxibo\u2019s head and said, \u201cwhat have we here, buddy?\u201d not expecting anything other than the usual bark. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI heard a squirrel,\u201d Maxibo replied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Josh gasped, not that his dog seemed oblivious to the prehistoric surroundings but that he talked. \u201cW-what?\u201d he stammered. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maxibo pulled hard on the leash Josh held, and surged forward. \u201cSquirrel!\u201d he barked. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
They ran down the overgrown trail, Josh ducking and sidestepping vegetation, debris, and low branches. \u201cUnbelievable,\u201d Josh panted as he tried to keep up with Maxibo. \u201cI have a talking dog!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOf course I talk, you big dummy,\u201d Maxibo shouted. \u201cI always talk; you just don\u2019t listen.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n
With Maxibo leading the way at breakneck speed, Josh didn\u2019t see the exposed tree root. \u201cOof,\u201d Josh winced as he stumbled and lost his balance and control of the leash. Maxibo continued running, unaware that Josh had fallen and was no longer following. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Josh groaned as he rose to his feet and brushed off his pants. He gaped at the tropical landscape\u2014surreal and otherworldly\u2014and he imagined terrifying dinosaurs or fire-breathing dragons lurking somewhere close by. As if to confirm his fears, he heard a distant roar that sounded unlike anything he had ever heard before. It didn\u2019t sound like a lion, or bear, or any other animal he had ever heard, but exactly how he supposed a T-Rex would sound. Josh shivered as goosebumps prickled his skin, and an icy dread seeped down his spine. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maxibo trotted back to Josh, panting from the exertion, the leash dragging behind him. \u201cOh, there you are,\u201d he grinned. \u201cDid you fall? I almost caught the squirrel.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cUmm, sure,\u201d said Josh, a little miffed that his dog seemed more concerned about a squirrel than him. \u201cWe’ve gotta get out of here, pronto. I don\u2019t want to be some dino\u2019s lunch.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s a dino?\u201d asked Maxibo. \u201cAre they big squirrels?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHa ha, heck no!\u201d Josh snickered. \u201cDinosaurs are enormous animals, much bigger and hungrier than any squirrel you\u2019ve ever seen. They eat squirrels for snacks.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCool,\u201d said Maxibo, \u201cthat sounds fun; maybe I can chase one someday. But I gotta catch this squirrel first.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah, no, we gotta go,\u201d urged Josh, \u201cjust in case there really is a dinosaur\u2026\u201d Before the words crossed his lips, Maxibo took off at a dead run in pursuit of the elusive and apparently invisible squirrel, the scent of damp decay and wildflowers thickening until the trail ended abruptly at another wall of heavy growth. Maxibo whooped, \u201cyeah baby, I got you now!\u201d and lunged through the brush, dragging Josh behind as he hung on to the leash for dear life. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
They squeezed through the opening and tumbled back onto the main trail exactly where they left off, the strange world disappearing in the thicket behind them like a faint dream. Josh looked back and saw no evidence of their passage as the thicket closed solidly behind them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maxibo stood firm, lifting a front leg like a pointer, sniffing the air in vain for the invisible squirrel. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhoa, there buddy!\u201d Josh exclaimed. \u201cWhat the heck was all that? How are you able to talk?\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maxibo looked up at Josh and barked his usual staccato, unintelligible dog language. \u201cCome on, Max, I heard you speak in English as clear as day. Don’t play dumb dog now.\u201d Maxibo licked Josh\u2019s glove-covered hand and cocked his head quizzically.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou silly dog. I know I heard you talking\u201d Josh shook his head and sighed. \u201cCome on, let\u2019s go. I think you\u2019re as nutty as that imaginary squirrel!\u201d They resumed walking down the trail, Josh leading the way as Maxibo happily followed behind as though nothing strange happened at all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Josh wondered, though. How had this ordinary walk turned into something so extraordinary? Was the overgrown side trail a portal to an alternate dimension where plants were enormous, dinosaurs roamed, and dogs talked? Was he communicating with some sort of telepathy, where people and animals can read each other\u2019s minds? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
He scoffed at the notion. That\u2019s fantasy, science fiction, it\u2019s not real. Yet he knew Maxibo talked to him, as any man would talk to another. A more troubling thought crossed his mind. Maybe he had a break from reality. Maybe it was all in his head, and he imagined everything. He wondered if he was going crazy. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Josh didn\u2019t have the answers. But he was going to find them. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
He stopped in his tracks; Maxibo caught up and sat on his haunches next to him. Josh reached down and rubbed the thick fur on his head and body. \u201cWhat do you think, Max? Who\u2019s afraid of a little dinosaur? I think we need to go back and find that squirrel.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maxibo barked and strained against the leash, his tail wagging furiously with uncontained energy. \u201cYeah, I thought so,\u201d Josh chuckled. \u201cAnd after we catch the squirrel, let’s have a conversation.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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