The problem with having little legs is you keep getting left behind. Shorty was so lost he just laid back his head and howled. But missis never heard him. He sat on the cold pathway shivering in the thin rain.
Then a gruff voice spoke.
“Are you lost, little chap?”
Shorty whined.
“Ain’t passed anybody back that way…”
He picked Shorty up and his legs moved so fast they would surely catch missis soon.
When Shorty heard her voice calling desperately, the man speeded up.
The advantage of having little legs is that big men rescue you – and missis too…