Finally, the dog reached the shed’s threshold. The dog, driven by hunger, had moved away from the spot it had so fiercely guarded. Jeremy exhaled, relief washing over him as he saw the dog reach for the plate of sausages sitting in the shed.
As the dog reached the plate of sausages inside the shed, Jeremy moved quickly, shutting the door behind it to shield the animal from the relentless snowfall. He paused for a moment, his heart still racing, before turning his attention to what the dog had been guarding.