Gemotions

She found herself gripping the watering can so tightly her knuckles were white. Another escape. Another muddy paw print decorating her rose bushes. "Unbelievable," she muttered under her breath, a bitter taste rising in her throat. The dog, a scruffy terrier mix, was currently investigating her prize-winning petunias.

Her breath hitched as she stormed towards the canine intruder. She pictured the neighbor's face, the insouciant shrug, the inevitable apology. It made her stomach churn. The world seemed to shrink, focusing on the chaos the dog was creating.

Her jaw locked as she finally reached the dog, who looked up with innocent eyes. She pointed a trembling finger towards the fence. "Go!" she hissed, the word forced out through gritted teeth.