Jul 17, 2006 23:09
She watched out the window, looking, searching, paying close attention to the creeper across the street, she waits for him to move, but he doesn't. Of course he wont, not until his cigerette is done and beer drunk will he move; and go inside. She then gives up knowing that his routine would not change and even if he did come across the street, open the door and enter she would fight, bite, maybe go down trying.
Making her way down the stairs to the two sitting on the coach watching some movie about zombies and viruses and little girls being all creepy like, she sleeps and only opening an eye when she hears the others come into the house.
Maybe its HIM... from across the street.
She then jumps up, hears some talking and runs to the door. Its just Heather and her boyfriend. good thing she was alert, but the scare made her bladder weak. As she takes a piss she hears the ever so persistance of Meredith yelling at her to hurry up, so she does. Soon its bedtime, Meredith prepares the bed, gets in and thats when it happens.
She jumps around in circles, Oh the itch of her bottom!!! she thinks that the carpet will fix her itchiness but it doesn't and she continues to run in circles, jumping up and down, rubbing her bum on things, hitting her head on walls from going in circles over and over again!! she makes one final attempt and jumps on the bed missing the edge from dizziness and falling on the carpet again, convallsing from her itchy bottom. Then it stops. The itching is gone. Jumping up on the bed she then sits down beside Meredith, God she envied her hands. Rolling up into a ball she went to sleep, dreaming of hands with fingers that could scratch when so needed.
sometimes i feel sorry for my Dog Bean.
The End
Meredith Rex