Jones was caught up by the rain on his way back from the farm. It had rained heavily that fateful day. Jones rears various kinds of animals. In the morning before he left home, he had taken his sheep to the field for grazing.
As the rain lasted for hours, Jones mind went straight to where his sheep was in the open field. There was no way he could reach out to his neighbours to help him bring them back home or kept in a safe place pending when he will be back.
Once the rain subsided Jones started trekking down home. When he got to the field where he had tethered the animals he could not see any of them. Even the iron pegs he had used to tether them were nowhere to be found.
His mind quickly flew to the canal. There have been reports in the past of animals and other things being swept away and found in the canal. It will be found in the canal, he kept telling himself.
On getting home and as he opened his entrance door he was greeted by his rare species of sheep. His heart kept in joy. Finally, they are here, he told himself.
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