Enjoy the treat.
Dogs,
He hated them.
He hated them.
They were mangy, flea-bitten, sorry excuses for life-forms and he hated them so. He watched from afar as they pranced around her, yipping and whining noisily in delight and a need for attention. She indulged them, rubbing at their scruffy fur and occasionally bellies as some rolled over on their backs to bask in her affections.
A decidedly bitter taste accumulated in his mouth and he spat to the side of his perch, a nasty glare wrinkling his brow. Anger and something else shined in his striking blue eyes. His irritation only increased when a shriek of laughter split the air and his overly sensitive ears causing him to dig his hands deep into the pockets of his white hakama.
He hated dogs.
But even though he knew she would smell of them upon her return,
She was smiling.
She no longer pestered him.
"Fuck it," he decided. "I've already gone soft".
He would indulge her just this once.
Sorry it's so short.