Another story about Gladstone. Oh, but I love that dog! (That is, until he starts drooling on people and things)


A dog, a small, fat, drooling dog.

Sherlock had no idea how Mrs. Hudson had allowed them to keep it. It was Watson's idea. But it was his advantage.

"A perfect creature for all my experiments!" The detective exclaimed with delight, gazing straight at his friend, who didn't look all too happy.

Watson gave the leash a quick shake. The dog grumbled lazily. "Oh no. No. You will not dare touch this dog. He's mine."

"He's ours-"

"Mine." Watson repeated sternly."I bought him."

"Oh really? With what money?" Said Sherlock Holmes, raising an eyebrow and putting his hands to his hips. "And what's his name?"

"My own money." John stated as a matter-of-factly. Then he lifted his head proudly, "I'm calling him Gladstone." Watson stared down at the leashed animal, who was panting heavily with his large, wet tongue sticking out the side of his mouth.

"That's a terrible name." Sherlock scoffed, feeling indignant.

"And what would you suggest?" Watson asked slowly, looking curiously at his friend who was scrupulously studying the dog.

"Something much more simple… And dirty." Said the detective nauseously, making a face at the slobber-soaked carpet. "I'm still going to use him for my experiments." Holmes muttered quickly.

The medical man was going to retaliate when the landlady walked by. They were right in the hallway, just next to the stairs, and she was about to make her way down.

"Oh, so he's drooling all over the flooring?" Mrs. Hudson guessed, ignoring the animal, the man, and the… other animal.

Sherlock smiled falsely, noticing her distaste. "I told Watson, but he wouldn't listen; insisted on bringing such a beast in your lovely, humble home."

Mrs. Hudson frowned, naturally not believing a single word the detective said. "What're going to name him?" She asked finally, from the bottom of the stairs.

Once again, John Watson was going to open his mouth, yet his friend spoke for him.

"We're going to call him Gladstone. My idea, of course."