A/N : Their firs night, and the beginning of their relationship. I'm sorry it took me this long to update, but I had people home the last three days and I had to entertain ;p
Genre: Romance/Humour/Fluff
Rating: T+
Title:"A cat-and-dog life" a barkseller by Chester Babcock: part 3
"I am Chester Babcock, a pure race Pomeranian with an impressive pedigree. I live with my humans in a tasteful Beverly Hills house. This is my story."
The first night that we met, my human had to go to the restaurant for work. I was disappointed that I would not get to see my new house right away, or know my human. She had seemed shocked to see me, and not surprised that I would like the big haired human. She might have been a cat one, but I thought that she might be very nice if given the chance. Niles had done nothing but talk about her the entire time we had been together. I wanted to see how she would be.
And she did not disappoint. She had to go to work, yes, but she gave me back to Niles, saying that he better feed me since he thought we were litter mates. I rolled my tongue at that one. She got him, for sure! Only the littlest child was there, and he winked at her before answering my human:
"Any recommendation for Chester, Babcock? Which sort of Alpo can would you recommend?"
"Enough, Merry Maid! Just feed him and put him to bed." She replied, nearly throwing me in his arms.
As soon as my human was gone, Niles got to making me a bowl of good food, and I dove right in. The Little One was finishing her dessert just as I was finishing emptying my bowl. She petted my head and said goodnight. Then, when Niles and I were all alone in the kitchen, something strange happened. I was sitting down on the tiles, and Niles was splashing dishes with water, removing the food remains – what is it the humans call it? I can't remember – anyway, we were both doing our thing and that happened.
He started to talk about my human again. He kept saying how sad he was that she was stuck to Max (I guessed that was the dark-haired human), that she would certainly warm up to me once the shock had passed, and that the two of us would be good friends. I could not believe my ears! What was the matter with Niles? Why did he have two faces? Why did he speak of her with kindness, affection, admiration, even when he was addressing me, but not when he was addressing her? Scratch that -not literally, of course – why was he mean to her when other people were about? Humm… That deserved an enquiry, and a lot of pondering!
I cocked my head to the side, just like I do when I think about something, and it made him laugh a little.
Anyway, I was confident that I would discover it soon. I was, after all, destined to be my human's mostly companion – she would take me to work with her! YAY! – so she would tell me everything about them, and I would see Niles often: he would end up telling me everything too. I am, after all, cuteness made dog. Neither of them would resist telling me!
…..
Later that night, I was laying asleep near the bed of my human when the door opened, letting a ray of light into the room. My human – I recognised her nice smell – staggered into the room. She seemed exhausted. She sat on the bed and took off her shoes. I went to her, wiggling my tail. She frowned.
"What do you want, now? Why don't you go to Nanny Fine or Niles, if you want to be petted?!"
I cocked my head to the right, and sat down, wiggling still. She sighed.
"What is this? Do I have to pet you? Is that how I'll get you to let me sleep?"
I barked softly, and rubbed my head on her legs. She laughed softly. If I didn't have my superior sense of hearing, I doubt I would have heard it. I wiggled my tail and she petted my head. I liked it. I licked her fingers, and she laughed again. I decided that I liked the sound.
"You're a persistent mangy little thing, aren't you?" She whispered. She took me in her arms, and rubbed her cheek on my fur. She was less forceful than last time. I didn't growl.
I think I'm going to like being her dog…
