"BARK BARK BARK!!!"
I dropped my groceries in pure horror as a frantic, falsetto barking emanated from the car to my right.
Clutching the door handle of my own car, I held my own using all of my willpower.
Until I realised that the dog barking was naught but a pup- a tiny wee thing with an all-talk visage.
I became rather annoyed with his tedious "bark-bark-scratch" routine, so I traded in my fear for fun.
"RAAH!"
The small dog jumped at my mischievous intentions, masked with a calm, deceitful facade.
But just continued his ill-fated barking.
Touche.
I turned to walk from the car, lulling the dog into a false sense of security- until I whipped around and jumped at the poor little runt. The little dog (whom I've affectionately named Dizzy) almost flew around the car in vicious circles, before continuing to bark at the window.
I needed a new plan of attack.
Smirking, I ducked down behind the door, leaving Dizzy just enough time to gather himself.
"RAAAH!!!"
I laughed as he fell over the back of the car, barking hastily-until he found the window switch- and began to wind down the window.
"AAH! No no no no no!"
I desperately tried (again, with all of my willpower) to pull the window back up, to no avail. Scratching that idea, I pulled out my keys and tried to unlock the car- again, to no avail.
"Desperate times call for desperate measures.
I picked up a jar of pickled onions and smashed down the window, squirming into my car and slamming on the gas. Satisfied, I left the car park of the grocery store.
I felt a warm breath hit my neck.
I dropped my groceries in pure horror as a frantic, falsetto barking emanated from the car to my right.
Clutching the door handle of my own car, I held my own using all of my willpower.
Until I realised that the dog barking was naught but a pup- a tiny wee thing with an all-talk visage.
I became rather annoyed with his tedious "bark-bark-scratch" routine, so I traded in my fear for fun.
"RAAH!"
The small dog jumped at my mischievous intentions, masked with a calm, deceitful facade.
But just continued his ill-fated barking.
Touche.
I turned to walk from the car, lulling the dog into a false sense of security- until I whipped around and jumped at the poor little runt. The little dog (whom I've affectionately named Dizzy) almost flew around the car in vicious circles, before continuing to bark at the window.
I needed a new plan of attack.
Smirking, I ducked down behind the door, leaving Dizzy just enough time to gather himself.
"RAAAH!!!"
I laughed as he fell over the back of the car, barking hastily-until he found the window switch- and began to wind down the window.
"AAH! No no no no no!"
I desperately tried (again, with all of my willpower) to pull the window back up, to no avail. Scratching that idea, I pulled out my keys and tried to unlock the car- again, to no avail.
"Desperate times call for desperate measures.
I picked up a jar of pickled onions and smashed down the window, squirming into my car and slamming on the gas. Satisfied, I left the car park of the grocery store.
I felt a warm breath hit my neck.