'tis the Season: a Collection of Mimi's Christmas Books
“The beast lay close to Abbie, his face resting on the overgrown paws of a dog not yet having reached its prime. The animal didn’t move, and neither did Marcus. Instead he closed his eyes only to re-open them, hoping he’d been dreaming. Nope, the dog was real.
He lay there and thought about the best way to deal with the situation. Stay calm, was his first thought. Don’t move quickly and spook him, his second.
Deciding to voice his irritation, he whispered, “Get off my bed, you big black bugger, ...before I get my pistol and shoot you between those blasted begging eyes of yours.”
The dog didn’t move, but he did whine as if in argument to Marcus’ statement.
“Do it!” Marcus let some of his held-in temper sound in a louder tone. “Now!”
To his surprise the dog sniffed, gracefully got to his feet, and jumped down from the bed to go and sit by the door.
“I wondered if you would be able to convince him he wasn’t welcome,” said Abbie, with an unholy grin etched across her face.MoreLess
He lay there and thought about the best way to deal with the situation. Stay calm, was his first thought. Don’t move quickly and spook him, his second.
Deciding to voice his irritation, he whispered, “Get off my bed, you big black bugger, ...before I get my pistol and shoot you between those blasted begging eyes of yours.”
The dog didn’t move, but he did whine as if in argument to Marcus’ statement.
“Do it!” Marcus let some of his held-in temper sound in a louder tone. “Now!”
To his surprise the dog sniffed, gracefully got to his feet, and jumped down from the bed to go and sit by the door.
“I wondered if you would be able to convince him he wasn’t welcome,” said Abbie, with an unholy grin etched across her face.MoreLess
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