Maple Ranch Farms was a beautiful attraction site.
During the Autumn season, parents brought their kids of all ages to see the wonderful atmosphere, blended in with the incredible colours of the red, orange, and brown fall leaves contrasting against one another. The farm had been around since the 60s, and was considered a hidden gem within the small, pompous community. Maple Ranch was a tiny town south of New York State, so small that almost everyone in the neighbourhood knew of one another. There were hardly any technological advances we'd see in the twentieth century. Kids made their way to the only school in town by a yellow bus, while mothers cooked warm meals hovering beside the kettle. Fathers worked typical laboured jobs, as many made a life's pay by working with the local logging companies.
Long story short, there wasn't much to do in Maple Ranch, which made the farm so much more special every fall season. Laurie, the female owner of the farm, made sure that every year the locals of Maple Ranch would get the long-awaited experience they yearned for. Her husband Dave would carve a small maze in the rows of corn they grew, they'd set up Halloween rides and obstacles for the children, and every year would serve their world-famous hot chocolate with a fluffy marshmallow on top. It was truly an enchanted scene.
But, out of all the people and sights beheld at Maple Ranch Farms, none of them stood out like one particular individual—or should we say animal: Odin, the beagle.
Yes, the farm was most certainly not complete without him. Odin had some of the most beautiful, chocolate-brown textures, and a snout so defined and precise that he could pick up a hunting track from a mile away. Odin was the definition of a true beagle, getting into all kinds of mischief and causing constant chaos. But he was still deeply loved by his owners, and would always be adored by the people of Maple Ranch.
Laurie loved Odin because he reminded her of her younger self. She always had a habit of being the girl who talked too much in class and always got on the teacher's nerves. Now in her adult life, she'd often come home to bags of garbage ripped apart and scattered across the floor. Odin absolutely loved to eat, and would do anything in his power to obtain more food, even when he'd already been fed properly. As the good owner she was, in order to train his behaviour, Laurie would have to put him in time-outs when causing such messes. But she'd always end up forgiving that little peachy face of his, and the bonding would begin shortly after.
Odin also did many positive things for the farm and community. Laurie had trained him to herd the sheep in the grassy field when they'd get out of place, and found a way for him to keep the chicken and horses in order if they ever got restless in the barn. Sometimes, Odin's lip would get stuck over his mouth, making him look scary and intimidating in a funny way, as his defined teeth would show and cause a grumpy expression. But once again, he was the prize of anyone who visited Maple Ranch Farms.
And so one day, getting up to his usual mischief behaviour, Odin caught a scent and darted after it. He lowered his powerful nose to the ground, sniffing and sniffing after the exciting smell. He darted through the woods behind the farm, looking desperately for a squirrel or mouse to catch in his little jaws. He found himself searching deeper into the forest, not being able to contain his curiosity over the intriguing scent he was determined to find.
Before he knew it, Odin had ventured all over to the same place Laurie always told him not to go. But being the hunter he was, this rarely worked out in Laurie's favour, as Odin was now sniffing his way around Miss Pamela's residence. Miss Pamela was the owner of the old shed and house at the end of Maple Ranch that divided the community from New York State and Pennsylvania. This was the first time Odin had ventured off the farm, and now found himself in an environment he was unfamiliar with.
