Where’s Waldo Meets a Cute French Bulldog in New Steam Game

Not too long after we got him, my dog Casper zoomed out of our front door and I had to chase after him. My outstretched hand couldn’t reach him in time before he escaped to the wider world. Instead, that hand met our screen door that came crashing to a close, leaving a scar between my index and middle fingers. I was only nine, and didn’t realize I was bleeding as I ran after Casper through neighbors’ muddy backyards, worried about what would happen if I never caught up to the pup. I did, thankfully, and the little shit never escaped my sight again.