kick the tires

Well, he just kept getting more and more interesting, didn’t he! The dog spoke with a thick accent overlaying his english, clearly not a native speaker. She wondered where he was from and how far it was from her homeland. She was sure she didn’t want to visit, too many mongrels, surely, but it was interesting nonetheless. He gave her instructions on where they should race to and she squinted her bi-colored gaze off into the distance to see the only tree there was to be spotted. He quickly got ready, his butt nearly wiggling with excitement and she felt the grin on her face grow wider. How silly.

The girl prepared herself as well, turning and moving into a starting position. “Okay. Three, two, one...GO!” she started, shooting off like a rocket toward the tree in the distance. It wasn’t terribly far away, but she paced herself until at least the halfway point anyhow. She didn’t want to tire out too quickly, that would be incredibly embarrassing.