
It was hard to figure out from the place Mark had been standing at as to what this particular object or say the thing was. What exactly could draw a dog’s attention in a water body? It could very well be a dead fish, Mark thought. Storm was a golden retriever who happened to have a good appetite, so he wouldn’t just let go a delicious fish. Mark began to worry and assumed what if it’s a rotten or poisonous fish. What he didn’t know at the time was that it was something way bigger than a rotten fish. Was it a Loch Ness monster? Of course not, but it would definitely change the colors on Mark’s face.