E/O Challenge: Keep

Tag to "Yellow Fever"

For Helen Bache – a happy dog story for ya (sorry to hear about Simba)

Hell Hound

I'll never know what attracted Missy to that handsome man. It's almost as if she'd seen him before the way she rubbed herself against his long, muscular legs seeking the attention he must have shown her once before.

"I'm sorry," I said. "Probably should keep her on a leash."

"S'okay we've met," he grinned. "Cute little thing ... nice bow."

"Think she likes you too," I laughed as she rolled over for a tummy-rub.

At this his tall, lanky companion punched him playfully on the arm.

"So Dean," he sniggered. "Is this the demon-hound that was going to eat you?"

Wouldn't mind rubbing myself against those long, muscular legs myself!