Although your corgi had tiny little legs, she certainly enjoyed long walks especially in the park rather than out on the street. It was a special treat for her; seen as it was a dog friendly park and during the week, you and your best friend Darcy decided to take her to roam the park. Once you were there, you detached her lead from her green collar. Before you were able to stand up straight, she had already shot off into the grass, running around like a fluffy maniac.

"Pippa," you called out, "Not too far."

She turned around and dashed back towards you and your bespectacled friend as the two of you walked through the park. You couldn't help but laugh at her leap through the grass, her tongue hanging out flying around her as she ran.

The two of you watched her run around, amused by her antics, not paying too much attention to anything else occurring around you. As you looked at the dog, you didn't even notice your friend falling to the floor until she let out a groan of pain.

You turned around to look at Darcy who lay sprawled out on the floor, Pippa quickly running to her side, licking her face and any skin she could access.

"Pip, no," you said firmly, kneeling down by Darcy's side. "Are you okay?"

She nodded, her head sitting up. "I didn't see that rabbit hole and must have caught my foot in it."

Darcy brushed out the dirt from her dark hair as she readjusted her glasses on her nose.

"You sure you're okay?" You questioned.

She nodded once more, before noting the small drop of blood drizzling down her arm. Darcy prodded the area and winced at the pain from the small scrape.

"It's just a little scrape," she shrugged.

You shook your head, removing the strap of your small bad that hung over your shoulder so that you could open it. It was barely the size of a purse, but you had managed a fairly decent first aid kit in there along with your other necessities. From your bag, you pulled out a bottle of water, some paracetamol, antiseptic wipes, and plasters.

"How did you fit that all into your bag?" She asked looking confused.

"There's a lot more in here," you chuckled. "My phone, purse, hair brush, tissues, granola bar-"

You were cut off by Darcy's exclamation. "Holy crap!"

"What?" You gasped worried as to what was wrong.

"I'm friends with Mary Poppins."

You laughed and rolled your eyes at her.

"Come on, let's clean that up," you smiled getting to work as her makeshift nurse.

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Written by Charlotte.