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Sweet

Dawn made garbled sounds of protest, but her cries were effectively drowned out by Labrador slobber.

When Spike clicked his tongue, Buster released Dawn and obediently trotted to stand at Spike's side.

With a glare, Dawn levered herself up on her elbows. "When you said you were bringing home something chocolate, I didn't expect him."

Spike tossed her a Lindt ball and waited until Dawn popped it in her mouth before whistling. He grinned as Dawn was again flattened, this time by Levi, as the Husky applied himself to the task of retrieving the chocolate.

"Guess who we're babysitting tonight?"

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open_on_sundaychallenge #165: chocolate
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse

Comments

ozma914
23rd May, 2006 09:54 (UTC)
I've had this experience myself -- but still love big dogs.

On an unrelated note, I'd like to have been one of those dogs myself.
redwolf
23rd May, 2006 10:15 (UTC)
I'm not entirely unsurprised by your train of thought.
ozma914
23rd May, 2006 10:37 (UTC)
Didn't think you would be. In fact, I suspect you wrote the story with that general idea in mind.