The sun dips low, but Bowser is far from done. His leash is taut, his stance eager, eyes gleaming with determination. Behind him, his human lies sprawled in the grass, utterly defeated by his boundless energy. The fading light casts a golden glow over his domain, but time means nothing when there’s more to explore. One more sniff, one more lap, one more adventure.
For Bowser, the walk never ends. For Ellen… well, she might need a minute.