Mini Loses Her Best Friend at the Park

Mini waddled through Monsterville Park, their magnifying glass bouncing against their blue fur. "Come find me!" called their best friend Ziggy before racing toward the swings. Mini counted to ten, then looked up. But something was wrong. Every kid in the distance looked like a fuzzy blob. Mini squinted their bright yellow eyes. Which blob was Ziggy? The one by the slide? The seesaw? Mini's small tuft of white fur ruffled in the breeze as they ran to the swings. "Ziggy?" A different kid turned around. "I'm not Ziggy." Mini's heart thumped. Where was their friend?