Jason's Flat, Brighton, UK - Sunday Afternoon
The tiny, wriggly puppy was having a very good day. The shelter was nice, but it wasn't anything like having a home. He missed his home, with people to cuddle him and shoes to eat.
The blonde girl had cuddled him, and he had licked her nose excitedly. And the boy had rubbed his belly, and how did he know that he liked belly rubs!? And then there had been lots of happy talk about him going home with them. Home! A real home!
He'd been so excited that he wore himself out. He slept most of the way to the flat.
It was okay, the girl said. He would have plenty of time to explore later.
(for one, but also OPEN to any who would call or e-mail either of the duo.)
The blonde girl had cuddled him, and he had licked her nose excitedly. And the boy had rubbed his belly, and how did he know that he liked belly rubs!? And then there had been lots of happy talk about him going home with them. Home! A real home!
He'd been so excited that he wore himself out. He slept most of the way to the flat.
It was okay, the girl said. He would have plenty of time to explore later.
(for one, but also OPEN to any who would call or e-mail either of the duo.)