Chapter Nine

“Dogs are the best things in the whole world!”

Wincing, I try to focus my gaze on Sophia as I carefully groom her soft fur. This is not what I meant when I asked Baxter to tell his story. Ruby’s death stare keeps switching between me and the young dog, as if it’s my fault that he’s talked about how amazing dogs are for the past five minutes straight. Well, I suppose I didn’t give him any specific rules or guidelines, but that would have sounded odd. Everyone’s story is their own and I can’t control how he wants to tell it.

Ruby’s tail is twitching against the arm of the armchair, while Sapphire’s sways quite smoothly. Her ears are perked forwards a little, angled towards the boisterous dog whose tail is thumping against the floor.