The Dog (pt 6)
So much for good dreams. Dreaming that you have a cut on your arm and bugs coming out of it wasn’t really her idea of “good” and she awoke feeling rather spooked. Doone picked up on this and nuzzled up to her, but she just wanted to be left alone. “I have to go out” […]
The Dog (pt 5)
She woke up to a lick across the face and the words “I have to go out” running through her head. She tried to bury herself under the covers then realized there was a rather large furry animal burrowing under the covers with her now trying to get his nose up under her shirt. “Hey! […]
The Dog (pt 4)
She’d been anxious quite honestly for a long time. Since the arrival of Doone, things had really hit an all time high. It was a different kind of anxiety and she wasn’t sure what exactly was going on. She fidgeted nervously as she glanced over at her SMTWTFS pill box, and wondered if its contents were […]
Music to clean by…
In honor of Doone, she cranked up the volume…loud…to the Baha Men singing Who Let The Dogs Out in which she saw her poor puppy take his paws and actually try and cover his ears. Hahahahaha!
The Dog, Housework, Real Life (pt 3)
She realized that despite the fact there was a telepathic dog now living in her home, she had housework to do. If she was going to have to cook for Doone, she was going to have to clean the kitchen. An abundance of dirty dishes had accumulated in the sink, the dishwasher was full of clean […]
Management Update
Our heroine has been overcome by the introduction of “Doone” into her life (the telepathic talking Dog) and is feeling a bit overwhelmed. She is resting comfortably at this time. We’ll keep you informed of her progress. -The Mgt.
The Dog (pt 2)
“So you mean to tell me you can read my mind and you can communicate with me telepathically?” she said. “Yes, I can” the rottie continued with great delight at the baffled look on his new Mistress’s face. “We are going to have to set up some ground rules, I can’t have you going through my head all […]
The Dog (pt 1)
The doorbell rang as if it were any other day a doorbell may ring, only this wasn’t any other day. She opened the door to see a rather large rottweiler sitting obediently with what almost appeared to be a smile on his face. There was a message on a piece of paper rolled up and tucked […]
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