|Igloo & Feelat
Author: Jainblu PM
Oneshot: Shaking my head to clear it I noticed her presence in this dimly lit room. I couldn't help it, I lit up from the inside, it's basically the only action that I can go through when I set my eyes on her. Well not the only action. The first I guess..Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 780 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 06-02-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2525926
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I snoozed lightly, my breath coming out in a soft snuffly noise. It was almost about that time that I usually got up. My eyes were blurry. I opened them wide waiting for my normal clear vision to return. It did and I surveyed the dimly lit room.
Igloo, that was what they called me. My snow white body and originally icy cold countenance may have been responsible for that.
Still trying to hold on to that elusive dream, I snuggled down in my comforter. The warmth emanating from it, was so soothing. I had been running, chasing a beauty. A beauty, that I was actually already well acquainted with.
Shaking my head to clear it I noticed her presence in this dimly lit room. I couldn't help it, I lit up from the inside, it's basically the only action that I can go through when I set my eyes on her. Well not the only action. The first I guess. There are many more actions that run through my mind after that initial recognition. This isn't just sometimes though, no it's every time I see her.
She moved lithely across the room, her slim form coming closer to me, on padded feet. The lack of noise emitting from her fame was somehow seductive. I growled slightly. Simply put, I loved her.
I love her.
She's amazing, the chocolate brown tone of her body, the wide deep brown eyes, and her cute button nose. That button nose brushed against mine as she lay beside me. Settling down into the heat of the comforter.
I stifled a yawn.
This was the beauty. The one who set my heart a flutter. Okay it was a cheesy sentiment but it was true. She was all that I had ever wanted to claim. And well now I could. I could rightly claim her, knowing that my feelings were perfectly reciprocated.
Feeling spontaneous I licked her. She bared her teeth at me in what was a supposedly annoyed manner. When her tongue rolled out of her mouth of seemingly it's own accord, I knew she wasn't annoyed. Nope. Not in the least. Gosh the expression on her face. Feelat. My Love.
Happy I moved closer to her. I'm sauve that way. A tip chappies, always build up when making your move.
The light's turned up, and I blinked rapidly taking in the shadowy outline of a teenager.
"Feelat, Igloo" A gravelly adolescent voice called out from the shape.
I growled slightly. Ach, now, you decide to come down here now. 'Completely ruined my suave moment'. I growl disapprovingly. Feelat nudges me excitedly. I look at her, I was about to make my move, now she's excited to see the teenager?. If I could quirk my eyebrows, I would right now. They would be quirking.
But her excitement. Damn it. It was so infectious. As the boy stepped closer into the room, I noticed two strips of leather hanging from either hand. One blue, one pink. I could appreciate her enthusiasm now.
"Walkies" the voice announced.
My ears perked up at that, my tail wagged happily. I love Feelat, but A dog's gotta love those walkies.
I always knew I had really weird dreams, but this morning when I was dreaming about what life would be like as a dog... well let's just say, I'm thinking of making an attempt to contact some sort of doctor
a special doctor ...
... Nah just joking, but dude, that was so weird... even when I woke up at 6:30, and tried to go back to sleep it was that same life of a dog story playing out in front of my eyes.
Yay, well that's what gave me the inspiration to write this.
I was going to name it A Dog's Life originally, but then I thought nah.. that'd ruin the suprise... that is if I didn't somehow manage to do that in the story somewhere, Then I thought how about Gotta Love Those Walkies- I think that was quite a good title, but I like this one better as it might trick more people into reading it.
Anyway let me know what you think. PLEASE! Please... I'm begging you please review. You took the time to read it.. courtesy actually demands that you take 10 seconds to write something to storke and/or crush my ego.
Well actually no I'd actualy prefer some constructive criticism...
But that ego stroking... sounds... nice... has some possibilities.