Drippy had finally gotten used to his original form, but the thoughts of his journey wouldn't leave his head. He thought of visiting a therapist, but when he took another look at the brochure he changed his mind.
one summer drippy was relaxing by the pond he once lived in, when suddenly he saw an old dog wadding into the water.
The dog was old and his fur was matted with burrs and mud, but something about this dog seemed familiar. Then suddenly it clicked, this was the dog that saved drippy from the pond many years ago.
Drippy was shocked, he trickled down the hill towards the dog but when he was halfway to him he evaporated, again! " of all times why now!" drippy exclaimed.
Drippy kicked and screamed he could not believe it, why!! why!!! but then it happened he turned into a raging storm ( literally ) he poured and poured and... poured, he cried until he could cry no more. Then suddenly he felt something touch him.
NO WAY, NOT TOUCHING THAT!
YOU HAVE TO, IT'S PART OF THE STORY!
Wrong idea, but something did touch him. Drippy looked up and saw a beautiful white creature gazing down on him, drippy immediately recognized that this however was the white dog, it took a while but drippy eventually realized that his crying power washed the dog leaving behind a few bald spots, and also saving the dogs' life in return,