Her neighbors dog.

There was a high pitch yipping, happening often and coming closer. Rose looked to see the source of the noise, and saw a small dog. It was her neighbors dog, a small terrier.

Rose sighed, glad she hadn't been found by a person. The small dog simply walked up and sniffed the ground around Rose. She thought little of it, and instead looked ahead at potential hiding spots she could use in a bind. There were a few cars parked along the street that might work.

However, the small dog that Rose was ignoring, was not ignoring her. As it sniffed around, the dog's keen sense of smell aimed it in the direction of the table cloth that Rose had wrapped around her otherwise naked body. It smelled... something. Although Rose kept the tablecloth clean, it still usually sat at the table where she usually ate. And the dog could tell.

Suddenly, Rose felt a tug, pulling at the tablecloth, and exposing some of her cleavage.

"W-what?" Rose looked down, as saw the small dog biting the tablecloth, and trying to tug away. "S-stop that! I need this!" Rose said, tugging back.

The little dog simply growled and kept on tugging. It actually moved in a direction to try and unwrap it from around Rose, exposing her bare tush.

"Come on, let go!" Rose said, trying to pull the table cloth away from the dog. "Shoo!"

This was a problem. On a normal day, Rose didn't mind this dog. In fact, she thought it was cute. But right now, it was being problematic. The little dog pulled all it could, and the table cloth was completely off her body. Rose still had her hands on the tablecloth, and was still pulling against the dog.

Rose was strong enough to win the tug of war against the small dog, but it refused to let go of the table cloth. The dog would have to give up sooner or later. However, Rose could see signs of strain in the table cloth. Could this little tug of war cause a tear?

And more alarming yet...

"Smokey! Oh Smokey! Time to come back in!" said the voice of her neighbor.

This was bad. Smokey was very interested in Rose's tablecloth, the only cover she had. The dog didn't seem likely to give up on the cloth, and his owner would come searching before too long.