The Dog (pt 6)
Posted on | May 2, 2010 | Comments Off
So much for good dreams. Dreaming that you have a cut on your arm and bugs coming out of it wasn’t really her idea of “good” and she awoke feeling rather spooked. Doone picked up on this and nuzzled up to her, but she just wanted to be left alone.
“I have to go out”
“Can’t you let yourself out” she groaned, but she knew his many talents didn’t include turning doorknobs.
“It’s good exercise for you to get up, let’s go for a walk.” Doone’s words were crystal clear in her still groggy mind which was just so odd, but what wasn’t odd about her world anymore these days?
So they went out and took a walk, she with her camera in hand, trying to capture some of the moments of spring. She felt safe walking with Doone, a fairly large rottweiler with a beautiful coat. She didn’t care much for his commentary on the women they passed by, but he was a male. There was something unusual about this dog, aside from his telepathic communication, but she just couldn’t put her finger on it.
After a long walk and a few dozen photos they arrived back at home and Doone slurped up some water and then curled up for a nap himself without “saying” a word. She wasn’t sure if she’d done something to upset him, but she figured she would just leave him be and think about something for dinner. She better make it good or he would stink the whole house up again.
She prepared the dinner and actually put a place mat down with a dinner plate for Doone. He graciously gobbled up every last bite and licked the plate clean. Then he lay back down, head on paws and just stared, not saying a word. She was now quite concerned and hoped she hadn’t done anything to upset him. She walked over and gave him a pet on the head even though she originally wasn’t going to “pet” a talking dog and then went up to her room to read. Doone stayed downstairs. . .
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