I smile widely and before she can get far I aim to hook her around her waist to stop her. "Oh, no you don't!" I laugh, pulling her back.
ï hαṿε ṉø сhαṉсε ώïτh ÿøυ. ((ραƒρ))
- Mildew
- Closed
This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.
-
-
[align=center] I giggle, squirming. "No, I wanna win!" I say, pouting. I poke him, trying to make him let go of me.
-
I laugh. "Not going to happen!" I say, trying to throw her over my shoulder as I run down the stairs, her pokes tickling me.
-
[align=center] I shriek, squirming. "Put me down!" I say, laughing. I poke him again, squirming once more.
-
At the bottom of the stairs, I put her down and then bolt for the kitchen, my laughs echoing around the spacious house.
-
[align=center] "Cheater!" I say, racing after him. I'm still laughing, and I step on a rug, and almost slip. I shake my head and continue to the kitchen.
-
"I win!" I yell triumphantly turning to face her.
-
[align=center] "No fair! You cheated!" I say, laughing hysterically. Suddenly I trip, because Jasper runs under my legs, knocking me over. "AH!" I say, laughing, and then I wince as I hit my head on the floor. "Gah, noone likes me today!" I exclaim, sitting up and rubbing my head.
-
My smile fades as she trips and falls. I rush over to her, helping her up. "I like you," I murmur quietly, rubbing her head.
-
[align=center] I blink, confused. "Sorry what?" I say, shaking my head. "God that hurt!" I mutter with a whimper. "JASPER! YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!" I yell at my dog, who runs off.
-
I sigh, pulling away. "Nothing," I say.
-
[align=center] "Woah, where are you going?" I say, reaching forward to grab his arm to steady myself. A few black dots dance around in my vision, and I shake my head. I move my hand from my head and sigh. "I think.. That I should sit down." I say quietly, feeling a little dizzy. "But I'm still gonna kill my dog." I grumble.
-
I grin despite myself and then easily pick her up. I set her down on the counter and order in a stern voice, "Don't move." I go and get a pack of ice and hold it to the bump on her head.
-
"The counter isn't comfortable.." I grumble, grimacing as the ice touches my head. It hurts, though, I can't do anything about it. I wish my dog didn't do that every once in a while; It's annoying. I sigh, and close my eyes, shaking my head. "It still hurt." I say to myself, sighing again.
-
I smile gently, trying to be careful with the ice pack.
-
[align=center] "For once I actually hurt myself." I muse, my face blank. I open my eyes, showing a few tears.
-
"Hey," I murmur, rubbing her head. "What's wrong?"
-
[align=center] "It hurts.." I whimper, my gaze locking with his. "Why don't you try being tripped by a dog, and hitting your head?" I say, staring at him. "You'll know how I feel."
-
I smile a little bit. "I'm sorry," I say, picking her up with one arm. "C'mon let's get you comfortable, Blue."
-
[align=center] I nod, closing my eyes again. "I'm tired.." I mumble, resting my head on his shoulder. "Can I go to sleep?" I ask.