Chp 16 new year in lust

The white rain falls again, the house is quiet, still. Even My Teddy is sleeping. The little puppy came before the raid on the big turkey at Max's place. Max's pack was very upset. My Anna scolded me, but feed me a big slice of meat lovers pizza. She forgives me.

I stalk thru the house, the house of joy and pain. Last year everything was joy till the bad men came. Hurt My Anna; My Christian. Nobody hurts my pack. I was mad for days, then My Anna would not wake up. I hurt so bad she was hurt. My Christian hurt so bad he refused to live without her. I refused to live without them. I could hear My Teddy heart beat inside My Anna. I knew she would return. She always returns to me.

When we arrived here, I was upset at the smells and memories of last year. Now all everyone feels is happiness and joy. The big green tree in the big room, which My Christian says I can't mark is there. The glass balls that show my handsome mug. The lights twinkle in the dark. My Teddy giggles at them as we lay on the soft rug. Already boxes of wonderful smells pile up. I know several are mine, I can smell the dog store on them.

All is well as I complete my guard sweep. I head upstairs, My Anna is awake; Ah My teddy is hungry, puppy nurse a lot. I pad into room, lay at My Anna's feet. She rubs my tummy. I watch her suckle the puppy. I feel her happiness and joy. I feel how happy she is. I am happy. I drift into sleep.

(dream sequence)'The mean people who throw things at me are gone; the locked doors are open. The rooms are empty. I head out to find food. The world is big and mean, I forage but I'm hungry; people throw and kick me. I hurt inside and out. Why?

Suns pass; nights pass; I starve; I hurt. I need someone to love me, like my mother did. Before the mean people. Before the small rooms. I find a bag of yellow soft rocks; my nose says food. I try them... Yes food, a whole big bucket of food. HOOORAH.

A pack says the food is theirs. They hurt me; I want to die. I'm about to give up. Join my mother in heaven. When beautiful angels come and saves me; takes me to the angel in white coat. Max's calls her the good doctor. Max tells me to be calm, happy. I look into My Anna's eyes and know I'm loved and home.

Another Angel comes and takes me from My Anna. She is now part of Max's pack. His Grace and Cary. I like the big house. But this is not my pack. I like the lake; Max's teaches me to swim. We love the water. Then Asshole shows up. I feel his needs, his dreams, I want to help him.

"Hey! What the fu ##$K!" He shouts, looking down at me with angry like the mean people look. I may bite him. I shouldn't: I feel his pain as well; he needs me. He walks to a chair, sitting. Looking at Max's Grace. I settle at his feet.

"MOM?"

"This is Max, our new dog. He's an AKC Otterhound. He's been horrible abused. He is just the most precious guy." She nuzzles him. He seems to relish the attention. "the AKC standard says Otterhound shows great dignity. But looks aren't the whole story, because this is a dog with a childlike, joyful heart. Their wonderful personality makes them a great Family dog. We couldn't agree more. Ain't that right Max. My little clown." Max's grace talks as Max's purrs in happiness.

Why does he doubt Angel Grace's feeling towards him? I nudge Assholes leg. He seems confused, typical human.

"That's Winston Churchill, your dog." Max's Grace says. I perk up at my new name. The name My Anna gave me.

"I remember you telling Elliott and Me 'no dogs'. Now you want me to take this furball mutt off your hand. I can drop him at a shelter." Asshole is angry at her, me, everyone, why?

"Christian, good to see you. See Winston's has taken a shine to you. I had Mrs. Jones get all the stuff for him to live at Escala." Max's Cary says. Great I'm going with angry asshole; I dread locked small rooms again. I will bite him. Manners or no manner.

"That's bad Dad, cause he's staying here or going with Elliott to Kirkland."

"Afraid not son; You are taking Winston. Period. Or you are coming next week to Church and meet the girls."

"Ok. I'll take the furball mutt till I can find him a good home. Ok Mom?" Asshole is guilty ridden and sad, why is he sad. He smells full of food, people love him. Why does he not see, feel this? Dumb humans.

"Yes Christian, although I don't understand Elliott and your aversion to meeting Anna and Kate." Max's Grace says. I perk up at My Anna name. Maybe she can help Asshole; The newest member of my pack.

"Just leave it, you know girls like that are not going to allow me to tie them up and punish them."

"I guess your right? I just wish you would settle down and find a good woman."

"On a different topic how did the dogs get here?" Asshole tries to change the dark mood invading him; maybe that the answers have MY Anna be with my Christian. Yes, must get them together somehow.

"Well; Anna and Kate were coming back from the movies; found Winston being mauled by a pack of wild dogs: Rescued him. They took him to a vet: A marvelous woman called Marcie Hamilton. She takes all animals regardless of payment. Unfortunately, she couldn't keep Winston. She also needed to find a home for Max. It was love at first sight."

"Why couldn't this Anna or Kate take the furball."

"They're roommates. Their apartment doesn't allow pets. So, Anna called me. I agreed to sit them till we could find them homes. Once Max was here, I couldn't bear to let him go. But Winston needs a home; An as best we can tell, He's a pure breed Clumber Spaniel. Not a furball. His name is Winston." I listen to them talk. Perking up at MY Anna's name and my new name. My Anna calls to me. I feel regal with it. Time to get him on the road, first a pit stops outside.

"ok but I don't like it." I pull my Christian pant leg.

"Hey that's Brioni, stop! What now?" I stop; who is Brioni? And why does his pants taste of wood and mint. Max's Cary pants taste of sheep (musk) and apples, Max's Graces pants taste of flowers.
"I believe he wants to go outside to do his business." Max's Cary laughs at MY Christian.

We go to the door. Max's Grace snaps a leash on my new collar. Hands the end to my Christian. Let's go asshole.

We walk about the yard; he is very impatient. Does he not smell the wonderful scents floating in the air? I know. Show him the pretty flowers. My Christian the Asshole needs to relax. He'll get it; I will make him, then we get My Anna back.

'do something besides smelling everything. EVERYTHING!' he pulls his fur. Frustrating, demented humans. 'I can't find ANGEL! AGGUUUUH! I hate my life.' His angry and rage hurt me. I will make him feel better. I will make him feel my love. He's my pack now. And he's all I have in the world.

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Second night I had him. Once he gets me to my new abode, walking me on the roof in a new fake grass patch. The one called Taylor installed, he seems part of my pack now with my Gail. I stare out over the city, feeling connected and part of the world. Strange how my Christian can do that to a me.

Like me he has been beaten and battered, but he refuses to give up. Something tingles when I think of MY Anna and him together. We make a matched pair of lonely guys. We both need a girl in our lives.

After dinner, I drag his dumb sweat pant human to my media room, He flip thru the screens; till he settles on something, looks good a dog leading a human around. Natty something or other. I hop up on the couch, cuddle into his side. He pets me, relaxes me.

I wake as My Gail covers us with a blanket and pillow under My Christian drooling head, human sleeping is disgusting. He wakes confused and worried, then very happy. Today is going to be a good day.

We flew to New York, or so a stuck-up poodle tells me while we run the next morning. I hear a lot of words on My Christian flat box. The one called Mia is calming, loud but calming. I hear Max talking behind His Grace about the girls. How the adults want My Christian and Anna together. I'm not sure?

Sunday, flying back I wake to My Christian loud words "Taylor! Tell Gail to change his food. We may have to pop a window." What's wrong with my food? Great one of the humans farted again, I look about for Elliott. Nope must be My Christian; maybe I should get My Gail to change his food.

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The day of my life:

I have smelled my Anna all week, all day, now I smell pain and fear in her trail. I must find her. I must make her happy. I'm tired of waiting; I grab my Christians pant cuff.

"Winston's Stop! This a William Fioravanti Bespoke Suit." I demand his attention. I must find my Anna. Roz and Andrea laugh, it's happy scented. "Laugh it up! It just means we're staying late tonight."

Together ragging on me. "What's this WE, angst boy!"

He is distracted in thought as we enter the moving box. He hit the roof button, we go up, I don't need my grass now dummy. I refuse to leave the elevator. We arrive at the lobby, I refused, My Anna is not outside: Looking up at him, don't you understand me; I'm your master, the leader of the pack. He looks pissed off? What now? I shrug, like I can read human minds or understand human body language. I snort and gets up on hind legs, front paws hit the panel and push buttons. Barking at him to push all the buttons? I shake my head; he's this dense; He finally pushes all the button. We ride upward, as each floor opens to us.

I smell my Anna; bolt from the cab dragging My Christian. He follows me from one side of the building to the other then back to the elevator. I circle, she is here and not here. What do I do? "Don't you dare Winston."

I sits looking at him, I laugh stupid humans. He glares at me. I rises, stretches like the leader I am. I jauntily walks back down the hallway; turns into a cubicle row, then turns into a cubicle in the middle. I have found My Anna; jumping up my paws on a chair. My Anna bent over strokes My head, I'm so happy

She hugs me. She looks up! I feel the emotions explode around me. YES, MY ANNA AND MY CHRISTIAN ARE SOULMATES!

I am forgotten, and I don't care. My Humans are together and in love. I feel the world brightness. They kiss. YES!

"Mr. Grey?" I hear a nasal annoying voice behind me, I turn to the evil. I see and smell it on him. I growl at him, backing him off. I see My Jason talking to Mia's Luke. The humans will take care of my light work.

"Babe?" He whispers.

"Anna." She purrs back to me, just above a whisper.

"Christian." He says

"We should go somewhere private? To talk I mean? Adonis? Christian" she blushes. I see years ahead of us; years of flowered meadows, human puppies a checkered blanket.

She grabs her bag, hooking my arm. We go to my Christian office on the top floor. She leans on my Christian; I strut like a dog-god of old; proclaiming our joy to our office. My humans, has made my day; my Life, the very existence of my universe! My Anna and him are together, forever.

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My Christian is sitting talking to a boy, he smells of Anna. I walk across his lap and blobs down head on his leg. Giving a long snort; to break to tension.

"This is Winston, Winston Churchill. Your sister gave him to my mother, who blackmailed me to take him. Hour after I left Grey Manor; I knew I was keeping him. He led me to Anna, dragged me to Anna."

"That sounds like Anna, she loves animals. But the parents say they are allergic, so we never had pets. I think they were just being mean. How can you be allergic to fish in a bowl, or a turtle? But they claim they are." My Frankie stroke my fur.

"Then we need to several more dogs; to ward off the assholes. No in-laws! Except you. You're on probation. So, let's get up, eat and shower and dress. My happily ever after is a few hours away." I snore louder, I'm not sharing my humans with other dogs just yet. I am king here. I pad after them. I feel today is start of a bright day.

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Wedding and honeymoon:

I wiggle at the strange things on my paws, the strange collar. I look about. Elliott and everyone, even My Christian's has one (brioni bow ties). I am part of the pack. I see them pull the strange things on my paws. Like me they don't like them, but everyone is whoo and ahhing over them. Mia smiles kissing my head. I am here, for what I don't know.

I see the old man who smells of My Anna. Leading My Anna to me. I watch the strange ritual of humans. I smell and feel the love they have. I am happiest in my life. My pack is whole and happy.

Later as we arrive at Grey house. I see the flash things. Max says they are bad people. I can smell some are bad, the sweet sick smells they emit. Other seem good. I know what I must do, I must protect my pack. I know I'll flash my big puppy maker at them. That will work just perfect. My Christian get out to help My Anna. I hop out, shakes, snorts: walks midway down the red carpet and sits and raise a paw. See my big puppy maker assholes. A barrage of flash bulb goes off at me. I snorts and prances into Grey House like the leader of the pack I am. Everyone laughs. I turn and see my humans twirl. My Christian take her in his arms; waltz her down the carpet thru the doorway. The crowd cheers more.

Today is a good day. I laugh at the humans smells and sounds. Today is good day.

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He is crying with his sister, they smell the same and different. My Ella smells like flowers and iron. Like my Anna. They stare at the broken scarred tree. I wonder what it is and does.

The tree is worn, abused, like the others in my pack. We proud members bear are scars. I feel the emotions as the tree unleashes it pain and accepts god's love, more import she accepts our love. The packs love. We are stronger and bigger. We are happy lot.

My pack cries, I cry. We embrace.

"Winston don't you DARE!" Has I sniff the flowers. Sugars, lemons, I think. Will be a very good fruit, I think. I laugh, there will be time later for marking my tree. Flopping down on my back for a tummy rub. My pet rubs my tummy, good human. The pack is happy forever.

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I wake to the sounds of My Gail cooking in the kitchen. To My Jason moving wood into the hopper next to the great room fireplace. I pad thru the kitchen, catching a treat before lounging on my fur rug before the fire. I wait my humans to rise from bed.

I watch the doors, if evil men come again, I will kill them, it strange to have such negativity emotions. I must think happy thoughts, my Teddy will soon be in the little crib, soon he will crawl and walk. My little puppy is growing so big and strong.

"Morning Winston, sleep a good dream. Anna and Teddy will be down in minute, come on let's play in the snow." My Christian smiles at me. heading for the door, grabbing his coat. I bolt for the door after him. I need the facilities and besides I love to play in the white rain with my Christian, the puppy needs to learn to be happy and free of pain., as leader its my job to make him love life and the pack.

I chase him around the front yard. Till white balls rain on him. I see My Anna throwing balls to us. I snap one it crumbs in my mouth; cool I like the wet cold taste. I see them rolling on the ground again. they do this a lot, from our weeks on the shaking house (houseboat) to the new house on the Sound. They do like to roll around on the ground, floors, beds. A lot. I don't see why. But hey it's fun, I hop over and power into them claiming my hugs as leader of the pack.

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Max-pov

I watch the adults play in the snow, like little puppies. They need the joy and fun. I see their two new puppies join them; at first timid, then whole heartily. The boy Henry is like me, beaten and scared. The girl Lucy is shy with beautiful eyes that are just now showing wonder and love. The two seven-year old have suffered so much in their short years. MY past makes me know what they have endured. I promise to make them laugh forever.

I wander to my pack and knock the little ones into the snow. I let them push me over and tickle my tummy. I love my humans. I like the cold air here at the bald ones (Bob Grace's brother) house in the mountains. He smells like Grace and the old ones who smell of apples and bees. The world is good, better than last year's pain and misery at Winston mountain house.

Mia and Luke have a rescue male Berness-doodle called Bruiser. Elliott and Kate have a mixed female mastiff and Gordon called Tinkerbelle. Ray and Chucky has a female Cord mix named Scamp. She is a pesky little guy, always asking me why this and why that; juvenile puppies are so annoying.

Here come My Frankie and Lewes, his Épagneul Bleu de Picardie. The French upstart thinks he's the boss here; little does he know that I'm the boss. Besides Scamp has him confused and terrified, like Chucky has Frankie most of the time. "hey flop and enjoy the snow"

He hesitates till Frankie tackle him down the small slope to the snow men. Rolling about; the rest of the pack joins them. I sit and look at my pack. I love them. I feel Grace sit next to me, hugging me. I can't have this. I grab her sleeve and pull her down to the fun. This is a good day to be leader of the pack

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c-pov

the air is warm next to the fire. Winston snores softly near the wood pile. Teddy is sleeping. I move into my lady. My forever girl. taking her lips and kissing down to her full breast, sucking a little of the milk. She is my world. Better than last year. better tomorrows. I slide down and feast on her apex.

Making her arch and whimper, must not wake teddy, tomorrow we will leave teddy with Gail and spent the night in bed, raising the roof. Tonight, is about making Anna the most wonderful woman in the world happy and sated. I believe five or six orgasm before I mount her and drive her into blissful slumber. Ah the first one.

I pull the blankets over us, checking teddy before I sleep. Today is Christmas morning, I have all the presents I need in my arms, next to me. I look into Winston half open eyes. he smiles at me. my man. The maker of my happiness. Leading lonely asshole me to this angel. "Thank you, Winston, for everything" I whisper as sleep takes me.