Pilot Error
“"And just what am I supposed to do with him when he gets bigger?" Micki asked, trying not to look at the tiny pup nestled in the crook of Dirk's arm. He sat across from her in the living room of her one bedroom trailer, petting the puppy he had rescued from a ditch and brought to her door.
She endeavored to keep her eyes on Dirk and not the little bundle. He was a cutie, all right, a black and white ball of fluff. But if she didn't look at him, or pet him, or reach out to take him from Dirk, th...en he couldn't wiggle his way into her heart. And her home.
"C'mon, Micki, he'll be good company for you when I'm not here," Dirk responded. "And unless you change your mind and let me move in—or you come live with me—then you need a dog around. For protection." "I told you before, I don't need you, or any watchdog, to protect me. I can look after myself." She looked at the puppy and smiled despite herself. "He is kind of cute, though." As if he knew her resolve was weakening, Dirk sat forward to put the pup on the floor, mindful of the half-full beer glass left by his ankle.MoreLess
She endeavored to keep her eyes on Dirk and not the little bundle. He was a cutie, all right, a black and white ball of fluff. But if she didn't look at him, or pet him, or reach out to take him from Dirk, th...en he couldn't wiggle his way into her heart. And her home.
"C'mon, Micki, he'll be good company for you when I'm not here," Dirk responded. "And unless you change your mind and let me move in—or you come live with me—then you need a dog around. For protection." "I told you before, I don't need you, or any watchdog, to protect me. I can look after myself." She looked at the puppy and smiled despite herself. "He is kind of cute, though." As if he knew her resolve was weakening, Dirk sat forward to put the pup on the floor, mindful of the half-full beer glass left by his ankle.MoreLess
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