Storm grunted as he landed in a pile of old torn up clothes in a box in the dark basement.

He shook his head, and walked through the slits of the box, he sighed in contentment as he looked at the various boxes on the side “streets”. He looked at his choices, and decided on “Lighting’s Junk Yard”. When he padded inside he was greeted with barks and yips from other dogs. He walked up to a table like thing, and sat on the torn satin pillow that was there.
“hey storm, what would you like today? Our special is fishers boot al a mode..But instead of ice cream it is peanut butter..” said a mini poodle, whose name was Carmita. "I’ll have that then..’ Storm said with his dog like smile, "Okay,that will be 2 bones please.. " she said returning the smile. Storm nudged his side sack open, and pulled out to milk bones. He dropped them on the table. "thank you, I’ll be right back.. " she said with a slight giggle. She walked off. Storm sighed, and looked around at the shoes, newspapers and whatever else was on the wall.