Find the Dog

"Dammit!" The brunette, whose name is Daphne, moaned, pushing herself to her feet, brown water dripping over her entire pant suit, splatters of the mud across her face. "Bess! Bess get back here!"

She looked around, seeing no sign of the little terrier, except her lead, tangled in a nearby bush.

Daphne stumbled towards the bush, and nearly fell flat on her face a second time when she realised that one of her heels had snapped. "Bess!" She screamed again, before realising she had ****. Kicking off the heels she made her way towards the bush, trying to peer through it and into the foliage beyond, no obvious sign of the dog anywhere.