Sorry this is kinda sad.. or odd. But I had to write something new.
Just a little FicLet. To big to be a drabble, to small to be an actual story. My life.. huh.
Disclaimer: It's all mine!! MWAHAHA! Ok, forget that. My mom says otherwise.
A puppy.
She got me a puppy for Christmas.
This puppy was 3 months old when we got him, but now he's 2 years. This puppy has the biggest, widest brown eyes you've ever seen. Just like hers. His coat was a luscious brown, not to dark but not to light either. Slightly perfect, with the exception of a white, furry tummy that loves to be rubbed. He even came with a ribbon and a little Santa hat that was a tad bit to big so it hung over his eyes.
He's just one big baby. My puppy needed all kinds of love and attention. He never barked, never destroyed anything, except maybe a slipper and a pair of my boxers, and he never chased the cat that lived next door. He was perfect. We were prefect.
Until she left.
Now he sits around and whines all day. He's depressed and doesn't eat much, and I wonder if he has taken on the emotions of his owner. She loved him and I the same amount, but now she's not here. He lays in bed with me at night, looking at me with those big, brown, puppy dog eyes.
I consider changing his name everyday, because it reminds me too much of her. But I couldn't do that. It would just make matters worse. Then I would have a girlfriend and a dog that don't answer when I call.
She said she was coming back.
I just don't know when.
So here I sit and wait for her.
So we can be happy again.
Please review.. make me happy..