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Boooooooy was he lost...

Kubo wasn’t exactly sure when he’d ventured away from home, or how far he’d gone, he only knew that he’d be in some serious trouble if anyone found out. But, honestly, was it really his fault? Like, the little pup had a tendency to get a tad bit flighty and was, generally, awfully quick to run away. Really, he should’ve been tethered to a tree and never released but, obviously, that hadn’t happened (damn, can’t call PETA).

So, anyways, this fool was hella lost. Beyond lost, even, if that’s a thing that someone can be. Any other kid would’ve turned back days upon days ago and, oh, I don't know, tried retracing their steps. Not Kubo, though, no sir! Kubo, in all his brilliance, decided that it would be best to just keep on heading forward, further into the unknown. After all, if he went back home too carelessly and someone saw him, he’d been in some deep shit, no doubt about it.