The dog moved his legs impatiently. His owner had come back from the supermarket and was untying the leash from the lamp post by the curb. The wind jerked his floppy ears. They walked to the corner. The dog smiled and touched her leg repeatedly. She looked ahead at the houses and the trees.
The dog kept on smiling. He touched her leg again, stretching his neck until his head was as high as it could go. They reached a house. The owner opened the gate. The dog looked up at her. She moved her head, looking at the stairs in front of her. The dog went up.