After taking a refreshing few gulps of water, he walked over to the huge willow tree which hung over the pond to sit down in the shade. Xeno needed a break from the blazing sun which was beaming down onto his back.
This is nice. Lovely weather, lovely scenery. If this isn't living, then what is?
Xeno closed his eyes and rested his head on the bed of flowers and soft grass which lay beneath him.
This is living.
Suddenly, he woke up and looked around. It was night. Where was Pluto?
"Pluto..?" Silence. "Pluto!? PLUTO!?!?"
Where the hell did she go?