The Dog (pt 15)
Posted on | May 19, 2010 | Comments Off
Doone lay on the livingroom floor with his head between his paws. It was a cloudy, miserable day so no real sun was shining in through the skylight for him to bask in. All he could do was sit and worry about his Mistress and what was bothering her so much that she could barely function.
He’d been doing laundry for her all day which he knew she would appreciate, carefully sorting the colors from the lights and making sure her bras didn’t go into the dryer. She’d probably be upset he handled her bras at all but what’s a dog to do in these situations? He had to be useful somehow.
She was upstairs, not eating, not doing much of anything but staring out the window and reading. He knew she would throw herself into books when she didn’t want to deal with her own reality. He couldn’t blame her, sometimes, he didn’t want to deal with his own reality either. He lead a rather unique life himself, one that was not always easy. Sometimes decisions had to be made that were difficult for even a dog.
He needed to get ahold of The Worm Guy and see what he should do. Things weren’t going as planned and he was concerned, very concerned, about his Mistress. She was fragile right now and he wanted to be of more use to her. Perhaps if he… no, he couldn’t do that yet. It wasn’t time.
He lay there licking his paws trying to come up with a new plan, some new way to convince her…
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