Oberstein sat down on his couch and leaned back, allowing the stress from the day slowly melt out away. His body was at rest, but his mind was not. It constantly crunched away at plans and schemes. He was distracted suddenly by a soft whining and looked up. His beloved dog Spots had placed it's head in his lap, staring up at Oberstein with large puppy dog eyes. He smiled down at the dog and slowly stroked his head. The dog seemed to smile and Oberstein leaned down, cradling his head.
"Spots… do you think I'm intimidating and scary?" Spots licked his face and barked, and Oberstein found himself smiling.
"Yes, I think so too."