Pet Story
There she was again. She always seems to be at the bus stop the
same time every day. Those long long legs, that wonderfully perky
smile and those simply gorgeous baby blue eyes.
I smiled and said hello, like I had every day for the past two weeks
now. She looked up at me from the bench and smiled. When she
scooted over and asked me to join her I could hardly refuse, or even
believe my luck.
"You ride this bus everyday don't you?" She said closing her book.
I shifted my book bag to my feet and sat my grocery bag on my lap.
"Yeah…you do too don't you? It's nice to see a familiar face after a
long day of school and work isn't it?"
"Yeah it is." She said giggling a little. She poked my groceries and
asked, "You got quite a bag full there. You shop for more than one?”
Not quite sure how to respond to that I looked down at my sack,
and then said, “No…just me…and, well my dog I guess."
"Oh how nice! What kind of dog is it?" she asked brightening, and
reaching to help me catch my grocery bag as the bus lurched to a halt.
"Thanks" I said, blushing a little, "he's just a mutt really. No
particular breed that I know of. "
"Well is he a big dog, a little one, what?" She asked as the bus
began moving again. “I like dogs. I am studying to become a vet."
"Really?" I asked, warming to the subject. "That's great! Well
he's not real big I guess, sort of a lap dog, but he's friendly though
maybe too friendly sometimes." I added blushing again.
"How so?" She asked cocking her head a little to one side.
Puffing out my cheeks a little and blowing a little air I said,
"Whew...Uh well…he sniffs everyone who comes to my apartment,
Especially dates! It's so embarrassing!" I said reddening.
She tossed her head back and laughed out loud drawing a few
bemused looks from the other passengers, "All dogs do that. Yeah, I
guess it can be a little embarrassing though." And she laughed again.
“Have you ever disciplined him for it?" She asked after she'd
regained some composure.
"I've tried," I admitted uneasily and shifting a little in my
seat. "I really don't have the heart to hit him though, I kinda feel
sorry for him." I said with a bent head.
"Why?" She asked a little more seriously.
I looked up to see her beautiful blue eyes looking into mine.
"Well, he's blind for one thing and he really doesn't get out much, so
I guess I pamper him more than I should." I looked away feeling the
heat in my cheeks as I flushed red again.
"Oh no!" She said covering her mouth, “I’m sorry…how did he go
blind? I mean was he in an accident, or did he have some kind of
disease?"
"Oh nothing like that" I said reassuringly, “He was born blind,
he doesn't have any eyes at all."
She looked at me puzzled. “Born with no eyes?" She asked with
curiosity. “I’ve never heard of that before."
I started to reach for my book bag as the bus slowed at my stop.
"This is me." I said looking apologetically.
She looked up to see the street sign as the bus stopped and
reached out and took the strap of my book bag in one hand stopping me.
"I only live a block or two from here. Do you mind if I come up and
see your dog...that is if I'm not being too forward." She added
blushing a little herself.
Not quite believing my luck I took a second or two to answer. "Uh
sure! I don't mind…but I did warn you…" I said smiling coyly
"I know" She said grinning as we stepped down from the bus and
started toward my building. She was carrying my book bag and I the
groceries. As she followed behind me I got the distinct impression
that she was checking me out, especially when I turned to hold the
door for her and she blushed when she realized I was looking at her.
"Just let me check my mail box." Shifting my groceries to one arm
and juggling my keys to get the right one. I got the box open and
dropped my keys as I reached for my assorted bills and junk mail.
She picked up my keys and handed them to me after I put my mail in
the grocery bag. Her hand felt hot to the touch and she smiled a
little self consciously as her hand lingered in mine. "Thanks" I said
not wanting to tear my eyes from hers. I snapped out of the trance
when she asked.
"So what's his name?"
"Pardon?" I stammered before my mind kicked back into gear.
"Your dog." She said. "He does have a name doesn't he?"
"Oh." I smiled and said, "Uh no…actually he doesn't. I just call
him "dog" but I really don't have to call him anything…he's kinda
deaf too." I added
"Goodness!" She said taken aback slightly. “Blind and deaf?..."
"Yeah." I said as we stopped at my door and opened it. "He was
born with no ears too…and…well…not much hair either." Pausing
before opening the door I turned to look at her and asked "You still
want to see him?"
"I'm studying to become a vet remember? Of course I want to see
him" She stated showing curiosity
"Ok" I said, “But you might have to coax him out of hiding, he's a
little shy at first. I went to the kitchen and put the groceries away
while she looked around my living room and finally sat down on
the couch. “You want a beer or something?" I shouted from the
other room.
"Do you have any wine?" She responded.
"Yeah…red be all right?...it's cold." I said reaching for two
glasses.
"That's great! Sure." I could tell she was still looking for my
dog.
"Here you go I said handing her a glass and sitting down next to
her on my couch." Smiling, she took the offered glass and sipped.
"I don't see your dog anywhere, he must be hiding or something.”
she said looking around yet again.
"Well I did tell you that he has to get used to you first. Just
as well though really…he's not especially pretty or anything."
Giggling she looked at me and said, "You trying to tell me he's
ugly or something?"
"Oh no…not ugly really, he kinda grows on you after a while I
guess, but not ugly." I said crossing my leg closest to her over my
other knee and grinning a little embarrassedly.
On our third glass of wine, we were starting to loosen up. I had
heard about all her classes for her major in animal husbandry and
pre veterinarian studies. She had told me about her home town and her
family and I about mine. By our fourth glass we were both starting to
feel the effect of the alcohol a little more readily. When my leg
brushed against hers I felt an electrical charge surge between us. I
guess she did too because she leaned forward and set her glass on the
coffee table and then ran her hand up my arm as I leaned closer and
kissed her experimentally on her lips.
I don't know where the next few minutes went to, but before long
we both were out of breath and gasping in each other's embrace.
Draping her nearest leg over mine, so that she could get closer, she
asked.
"So where is this dog of yours? I'm beginning to think you don't
even have one." She said smiling
"Would you really mind if I didn't?" I asked grinning at her.
"Not right now I wouldn't." She purred up at me then got a funny
look in her eyes and shifted her draped leg a little. Looking back
up into my face with one eyebrow raised and a sly grin on her face,
she said.
"Hello…what's this?"
Blushing and trying not to look her straight in the eyes I
finally managed to say “Uh…that's my dog."
Her face took on a blank look, then she frowned and looked down.
She rolled her eyes and started laughing and she slapped me on the
chest and tugged the hair on the back of my head.
"You're a sneaky bastard aren't you?" she said still laughing, and
she wiggled her leg on my now growing "puppy". "He's Blind he says!
and has no ears! Ha!" Tears were in her eyes now from laughing so
hard. When she began to calm back down and was wiping the tears from
her eyes, I offered her her wine glass back for a sip. She smiled at
me as she set it back down on the table after draining it.
"Think I want you to meet my cat!" She said with a devilish grin,
as she reached up and kissed me on the lips again.
The end
