In the quaint, small-town bakery of Elmwood, the aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries wafted through the air. The bell above the door jingled as a tall, slender woman with a golden retriever at her side entered. She wore a warm smile, her green eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Good morning," the woman behind the counter greeted. Her name tag read 'Sarah.' She was a plump, friendly soul with a charming smile that instantly put customers at ease. "Morning, Sarah," the woman with the dog responded. "What's fresh today?" Sarah lifted a tray of delectable-looking cinnamon rolls from the display case. "These just came out of the oven," she said, her voice as sweet as the treats she offered. "I've also got some delicious apple tarts, if you're interested." The woman glanced at her dog, who was patiently sitting at attention. "I think I'll try one of those tarts. It's a special day for my furry friend here. He's a therapy dog, and today marks his one-year anniversary of helping folks at the local nursing home." Sarah's face lit up. "Oh, what a wonderful job he has! Please, let me give you that tart for free. It's the least I can do to celebrate your dog's special day." The woman beamed with gratitude. "Thank you so much, Sarah. This is really kind of you." As Sarah wrapped the apple tart, she leaned in and whispered conspiratorially, "Between you and me, I have a feeling there might be a few more surprises in store for your dog today. Keep your eyes peeled!" The woman smiled, her curiosity piqued. "Well, thank you again, Sarah. I'll be sure to let my dog know how much Elmwood appreciates him." With the wrapped tart in hand and her faithful companion by her side, the woman left the bakery, stepping out into the sunny morning with a renewed sense of joy and anticipation, wondering what other surprises the day held.