The Tale of Barder - Short Story 15 Minute Prompt

Barder was hunting in the fields. It was dark, cold, and silent. Perfect conditions to acquire some supper, preferable gopher.

His ears perked up at the sound of a large rodent scurrying through the leaves, he imagined, as the rustles and faint squeaks were not those of a small field mouse. It occurred to him that it was a tad bit loud for a rodent to make that much noise. Barder focused in on the rustling, curious, - it was yards away. He silently crept through the tall grass and, as he was about to spring he heard not squeaking, but -

"And the Amazing Jeremy finds yet another rare beast to add to his fantastic menagerie!"
Barder cocked his large head and moved closer to the voice. Peeking out of the grass, he saw a little boy, speaking into nothing and holding up a large rock as if displaying it to an audience.

The boy had what looked like a jacket tied around his head, as well as typical clothing children wore.

Barder loved children. His heart picked up and he joyfully forgot about gophers and ran up to the boy, who screeched "WOLF!" as he was tackled to the floor by a very happy dog.
The screech alarmed him, and he sprang off the child. He sat down, appearing more like the household dog he used to be. The boy recognized that Barder was no harm, and after a few seconds of silent staring, he let out another screech, but with pleasure this time.

"The Amazing Jeremy has really done it this time. 7 years old and single-handedly capturing a NIGHT WOLF?!"

Jeremy, who had had his back turned as he spoke to his invisible audience, turned around, ran at Barder, and hopped on his back. The shepherd felt pride at the fast friend he had made.

"Hello Night Wolf!" said the boy, "My name is Jeremy. I'm an Amazing animal catcher!" He hugged Barder's muscular neck and put his small, boyish hands over his eyes.

When he removed them, Barder saw a world unknown to dogs. The starts were bright white, the sky was deep blue, the grass was an infinite multitude of greens and browns, and the boy's head wrap was a bright orange.

Barder, a dog, had never seen color before.

Suddenly, Jeremy exclaimed, "And now audience, observe and be amazed as the Night Wolf performs on of its most fantastic powers! Flight!"

From out of nowhere came sounds of clapping and howls of excitement. But from where?
Pulled out of his thoughts of the whereabouts of the audience, Barder found himself hovering. Instead of continuing to question the unusual phenomena of the night, he began to gallop midair, and soon found himself amongst the stars.

He and Jeremy had a fantastic time.

When he at last touched the ground again, Jeremy removed his head wrap and yawned.
The color disappeared from Barder's eyes, as did the enchantment of the world around him.

"Dog, I have to go home now," said Jeremy sadly, "but I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

Barder internally agreed.

He couldn't wait.