Fup. Store Cat. (RIP)
"Fup remembered napping in front of the cabin. This was her first day there. In her sleep she heard growling. She'd have bolted if she knew where to run. When she opened her eyes, Bandit was standing right in front of her - but she was looking at his tail. He was facing the opposite direction."
"Wait," Oreo interrupts, "wasn't Bandit part wolf?"
"Three quarters German Shepherd," Zooey clarifies, "one quarter wolf."
"'No problem,' Fup thinks. 'Bandit's not even looking at me.' Then, through his legs, Fup spotted a Doberman. Staring. And Bandit continued to growl."
And that is what I want and need right now. Someone who will take care of me when I don't even realize I am in danger.
"Wait," Oreo interrupts, "wasn't Bandit part wolf?"
"Three quarters German Shepherd," Zooey clarifies, "one quarter wolf."
"'No problem,' Fup thinks. 'Bandit's not even looking at me.' Then, through his legs, Fup spotted a Doberman. Staring. And Bandit continued to growl."
And that is what I want and need right now. Someone who will take care of me when I don't even realize I am in danger.