Chapter 45: Perfect
Back at the hospital, Calhoun smirked down at the terrified corgi face under her paws. She lessoned her pressing from her paws on his little neck significantly, however, not wanting to quickly kill off her new source of amusement.
"Slick tiddling-winking, Pint-Sized," she hissed down at him, her non-nosence grimace clear on her face that melted into a humorous smirk.
The corgi under her paws shook voilently and somehow managed to roll over onto his back to expose his bare white little tummy- a sign of clear, unhesitantly submission to the fierce animal pinning him of down.
"I-I'm Felix, t-the Corgi, ma'am," he managed to shake out somehow.
Smirking all the more, Calhoun was able to control her laugh and keep it inside herself- but not without a stifled snort escaping her lips.
"You're a corgi?" She narrowed her eyes and gave him an up-down as she lowered head closer to his small face, a now permanent smirk on her face. "Never would've guessed that in a million dog years, Pup."
Felix gulped in surprise as he pointedly avoided her pirecing gaze, his ears flopping down behind his head as he realized her paws were much lightly on him now than before.
"Uh...well, um, I'm a Pembroke Welsh Corgi, ma'am, runt of my litter as well, actually...hehe..," he infomed her, not picking up a hint of her sarcasm as his orange ears suddenly perked up slightly.
"Do I look like I care?!" Calhoun hissed out at him, abruptly pushing her paws a little harder into his little neck- not enough to hurt him, but enough to demand attention. "Now where did you come from?! And how did you get in here?!"
Felix stopped shaking momentarily to cock his giant, adorable ears to the sides of his head.
"Well, uh...f-from, the petshop... 'Mr.Litwak's One-Stop Petshop', ma'am," he cringed out with his ears now back flat against his head, fully expecting to get a giant chunk of his face to get biten off by this fellow dog.
"And how'd you get in here?.." Calhoun repeated, pushing her intimidating face closer to his.
"Um, well...I got...in...here...," Felix tried to answer, only to find himself trailing off suddenly and unintentionally...
Because when, through scared, squinted eyes, Felix really peered up at the mutt pinning him down for the first time...he fell his eyes widen in utter disbelief and his little corgi mouth flopped open involuntarily.
...Her perfectly round, black nose, surounded flawlessly by light brown fur and attached to a simple, long snout...her unequalled dark, almost haunting dark blue eyes piercing into him, all the while surrounded by matchless jet black fur...her little smooth, pointy ears pinned to the back of her picture-perfect head... even her grimace was somehow flat out gorgeous...
Everything about this dog, this fierce dog on top of him, was simply perfect.
This dog...this doberman pinscher police dog... was the most beautiful, most stunning, most perfect creature Felix had ever been lucky enough to lay eyes on.
