Grace
65° F
He was staring out the window, intently. If I didn't know any better I would have compared him to a wolf watching prey, but I knew that that was exactly what he use to be. I walked up behind him and looked over his head at an Australian Shepherd the neighbor had recently adopted. A low growl emitted from Sam's throat.
"Sam?" I asked, holding back a laugh.
"What? He's on our property." He muttered.
"He's a puppy, he just has to pee."
"Not on our property." He got up and walked out the door, I continued to watch from the window arms crossed.
He walked over to the Australian Shepherd and growled from the looks of his face. The puppy's ears went down and he dashed away as quickly as possible. Sam smiled triumphantly while my neighbor stared at him, mouth hanging open, and then back at me in the window.
My cheeks turned red as I shrugged at him, waking towards the door. I was ready to argue with him, I mean what was he thinking?
When he walked in triumphantly, if he had been a wolf his tail would of hung high in the air.
I sighed, he looked do cute when he walked with his head so high. He smiled widely at me and I grabbed his hand and pulled him down so that I could kiss him, his arms wrapped around me instantly, I parted from our kiss to whisper "You will always be my wolf."