As he entered the house, he called out Luna’s name again. But all he found was an empty spot where Luna usually rested. Her absence had turned the cheerful farm into a place filled with worry. The house was undisturbed, and there was no sign of Luna.
Refusing to give up, George made his way towards the field where Luna loved to wander. He searched every inch, high and low, scanning the landscape for any sign of his beloved dog. But Luna wasn’t there either! What was happening?