Article November 13, 1978 Issue

The desert dog

Rhoda Merle Ford

The desert was miles of sandy ground with patches of cactus, some wildflowers, and a few trees. It was surrounded by rugged mountains, which seemed to change color when the sun set. There were a few scattered towns and long stretches of road where you'd see an occasional jack rabbit.

Toward dusk one evening three children were riding their bicycles along the road that cut through the desert. Lee, Angie, and Billy all knew each other from their Christian Science Sunday School class, and they were good friends.

"Hey! Look who's following me!" said Lee, pointing to a little dog who was running along behind his bike.

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