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pounding through my
body. Readjusting my grip on the leashes, I continued towards the gated dog
park.
As I
watched the dogs play, the handsome man dominated my thoughts. I could no
longer smell his delicious aroma and was only left with its memory.
I wondered
who he was. This was a fairly close community - at least until the corporations
and buildings went up. More often than not, if there was someone else in the
park, I knew who they were.
The dogs
played and I watched, waiting until they looked tired. Finally, I called them
in and grabbed their leashes. Exiting the gated area, I closed the gate, and as
I did so, Bill’s leash slipped from my hand as he took off after a squirrel.
“Oh!”
As I
reached to secure Bill’s leash, Sally’s leash slipped away too. Sally was a
bloodhound who had a tendency to follow smells. Sally darted across the park as
Bill jumped up a tree, barking at a squirrel.
“Sally!
Come back!” I
yelled.
As I took a
step, I felt something squishy under my foot. I winced, knowing what it might
be. Peeking down, I hoped I was wrong.
“Fuck.”
Gimli had
left me a gift that was now all over my shoe.
“Thanks a
lot, Gimli .”
The
sad-eyed bulldog looked up at me apathetically.
Wiping my
foot onto the grass, I whistled at Bill, who returned to me immediately. I took
a few steps towards where I thought Sally was, but stopped when someone touched
me on the shoulder.
“Excuse me,
Miss?”
I turned
around to see the owner of the deep voice. It was a cop.
“Will you
be picking up your dog’s excrement today?”
“Umm - yes,
but first I’m going to get my other dog who ran off. She’s a bloodhound. Have
you seen her?”
“Miss, if
you don’t intend on cleaning this up, then I’ll have to write you a ticket.”
“Officer, I do intend to clean this up, I’m just going to find my dog first before
she runs even further. You see, she-”
The police
officer started writing on a pad of paper. “That’ll be $100 for not picking up
your dog’s excrement, and $50 for lying to a police officer.”
“ But- I’m not lying!” I said this while still rubbing my filthy shoe on the grass.
“Excuse
me?” A third voice startled both of us as a man appeared behind the policeman.
We both turned to look at him.
It was
the runner.
Our eyes
locked once again, but only for a moment as I noticed what he had in his arms.
“Sally!”
Sally’s
eyes looked up from under her droopy brow. She looked more excited than a
bloodhound usually looked.
I’d be
excited too if that guy was holding me in his arms…
The runner
put Sally on the ground and handed me her leash. Our hands touched for the slightest
moment as I felt his soft skin once again. Our eyes met again.
Fuck .
He was sexy
- really sexy.
“Thank you
so much,” I said. Sally shuffled towards me, sniffing my feet.
“Is there a
problem here officer?” The runner asked.
Without
taking his eyes off me in an effort to intimidate me, the policeman spoke. “She
refuses to pick up her dog’s waste.”
“No I
don’t.” I looked up at the runner, hoping he would see the sincerity in my
eyes. “As I was explaining to the officer, I was going to find my dog first and then clean this up. But now that my dog is here, I’ll gladly do it now.”
I said this with a clenched jaw.
The
policeman nodded. “Go ahead.”
Looking up
at the two men I flashed my eyes down to the leftover pile of crap on the
ground.
“Listen
officer, you don’t have to give her this ticket.”
“Son-” The
officer turned towards the runner, but once the policeman saw his face, he
hesitated to say anything else. “You’re right.” The officer faced me again. “I won’t
ticket you, but I expect you to pick up your dog’s waste from now on. Have a
good day.”
The officer
turned and left.
“I was
going to anyway!” I
called out. I let out an exasperated sigh. “What an asshole.” I looked
at the runner. “Thanks - for helping get that jerk
body. Readjusting my grip on the leashes, I continued towards the gated dog
park.
As I
watched the dogs play, the handsome man dominated my thoughts. I could no
longer smell his delicious aroma and was only left with its memory.
I wondered
who he was. This was a fairly close community - at least until the corporations
and buildings went up. More often than not, if there was someone else in the
park, I knew who they were.
The dogs
played and I watched, waiting until they looked tired. Finally, I called them
in and grabbed their leashes. Exiting the gated area, I closed the gate, and as
I did so, Bill’s leash slipped from my hand as he took off after a squirrel.
“Oh!”
As I
reached to secure Bill’s leash, Sally’s leash slipped away too. Sally was a
bloodhound who had a tendency to follow smells. Sally darted across the park as
Bill jumped up a tree, barking at a squirrel.
“Sally!
Come back!” I
yelled.
As I took a
step, I felt something squishy under my foot. I winced, knowing what it might
be. Peeking down, I hoped I was wrong.
“Fuck.”
Gimli had
left me a gift that was now all over my shoe.
“Thanks a
lot, Gimli .”
The
sad-eyed bulldog looked up at me apathetically.
Wiping my
foot onto the grass, I whistled at Bill, who returned to me immediately. I took
a few steps towards where I thought Sally was, but stopped when someone touched
me on the shoulder.
“Excuse me,
Miss?”
I turned
around to see the owner of the deep voice. It was a cop.
“Will you
be picking up your dog’s excrement today?”
“Umm - yes,
but first I’m going to get my other dog who ran off. She’s a bloodhound. Have
you seen her?”
“Miss, if
you don’t intend on cleaning this up, then I’ll have to write you a ticket.”
“Officer, I do intend to clean this up, I’m just going to find my dog first before
she runs even further. You see, she-”
The police
officer started writing on a pad of paper. “That’ll be $100 for not picking up
your dog’s excrement, and $50 for lying to a police officer.”
“ But- I’m not lying!” I said this while still rubbing my filthy shoe on the grass.
“Excuse
me?” A third voice startled both of us as a man appeared behind the policeman.
We both turned to look at him.
It was
the runner.
Our eyes
locked once again, but only for a moment as I noticed what he had in his arms.
“Sally!”
Sally’s
eyes looked up from under her droopy brow. She looked more excited than a
bloodhound usually looked.
I’d be
excited too if that guy was holding me in his arms…
The runner
put Sally on the ground and handed me her leash. Our hands touched for the slightest
moment as I felt his soft skin once again. Our eyes met again.
Fuck .
He was sexy
- really sexy.
“Thank you
so much,” I said. Sally shuffled towards me, sniffing my feet.
“Is there a
problem here officer?” The runner asked.
Without
taking his eyes off me in an effort to intimidate me, the policeman spoke. “She
refuses to pick up her dog’s waste.”
“No I
don’t.” I looked up at the runner, hoping he would see the sincerity in my
eyes. “As I was explaining to the officer, I was going to find my dog first and then clean this up. But now that my dog is here, I’ll gladly do it now.”
I said this with a clenched jaw.
The
policeman nodded. “Go ahead.”
Looking up
at the two men I flashed my eyes down to the leftover pile of crap on the
ground.
“Listen
officer, you don’t have to give her this ticket.”
“Son-” The
officer turned towards the runner, but once the policeman saw his face, he
hesitated to say anything else. “You’re right.” The officer faced me again. “I won’t
ticket you, but I expect you to pick up your dog’s waste from now on. Have a
good day.”
The officer
turned and left.
“I was
going to anyway!” I
called out. I let out an exasperated sigh. “What an asshole.” I looked
at the runner. “Thanks - for helping get that jerk
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