Once again I was inspired by a writing prompt on EmeraldPhoenix’s blog 😀
Anyway, it’s a story about a dog that was abused but gets saved by a kid… So basically I rewrote Shilo XD
I heard the soft crunch of grass beneath my feet as I strolled through the park. I felt happy, I felt free, I felt…
Then I turned around and all the happiness drained from my body.
Then I saw him.
My owner, Ben. I shivered as memories of being kicked, thrown, and left chained to a small wooden post for days without food flashed through my mind. Yesterday I finally escaped. But now he had come looking for me.
Now he was going to take me back. I let out a frantic yelp, making one last cry for help before he chained me up again in that horrible shed. I squeezed my eyes shut tight, flinching at the blow that would surely come as punishment for being a bad girl. But it never came. Instead of the expected thwack of Ben’s boot hitting my ribs, I heard a low growl.
I opened my eyes the slightest bit, wondering why the painful blow had not come. A large golden retriever stood poised protectively over me, baring his teeth fiercely. Ben raised his leg to kick my protector, but a voice stopped him, a girl’s voice.
“Hey!” The voice said. “Are you trying to kick my dog?!”
Ben lowered his foot and cleared his throat nervously. “No, miss, of course not”
“Then what are you doing?”
“Well, uh, yesterday my puppy got loose, a little black mutt. She seems to have taken a liking to your golden retriever.”
The girl paused and looked around for a moment, I assume to find me. “I don’t see any dog here other than mine.”
I barked timidly, hoping to catch to girl attention so she would protect me, should my current guard fail. The girl finally noticed me. She scooped me up and examined my body, frowning when she saw the bruises on my ribs from being kicked. “This dog looks like it hasn’t eaten in days, you said she’s only been missing since yesterday! And there are bruises all over her!”
“She was always a naturally lean puppy, the day away must’ve just spent up all her extra energy. As for the bruises, she probably got into a fight with some bigger dogs, she’s a feisty little one. I’ll just be taking her back now, no need to apologize for the misunderstanding.”
He took a few steps forward, arms outstretched to take me away. I whined and hid my face in my paws. The girl backed away slightly, hugging me a little closer. “Hey, I don’t see any tags on her. I wanna see some papers or something.”
Ben seemed surprised. “Miss, let’s be reasonable. Why would I be going after such a scrawny little mutt if it weren’t mine?” I could sense from the sound of his voice that he was starting to get angry. The other dog could sense it too. He barked loudly, pushing Ben a few more steps away.
“Well even if she is yours, I can tell by how scared she is that you’re not a good owner. I could call the cops and you’d go to jail for animal cruelty!”
That really scared him. “All right, all right, she’s not mine! Now call off your dog and leave the cops out of this.”
“Grover, heel.” The girl commanded, walking away from Ben with a satisfied smirk. Grover gave one last angry growl and did as she said. I looked over the girl’s shoulder and watched Ben slink away, defeated.
As soon as Ben was out of earshot, the girl sat dog on a bench. “Hey there girl, my name’s Laura.” she said gently, stroking me behind the ears. I licked her face happily, making her laugh. “I can tell we’re going to be good friends.” Grover put his head in her lap and whined dejectedly.
“And you and Grover too. I almost forgot, I’ve gotta’ give you a name. Let’s see…” Laura furrows her brow thoughtfully for a moment. “I think I’m going to call you Lily! Do you like it?” I bark in a agreement and wag my tail. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’ then?” Laura says with a laugh.