THE STORY OF MY NEW PUPPY
As the Eastern light rose above the shore line and the daylight was captured within the creases of the land, subtle chirping woke everyone in the neighbourhood. This morning a young puppy was in for a surprise.
As I wandered through the sand dunes of Wainui beach, I found myself being drawn towards a long driveway. The harsh Autumn breeze rushed through my disheveled fur causing shivers to run down my spine. While I made my way swiftly up the winding driveway I found my hind legs slowly getting tired. After a steep climb, I was at the entrance to a house. Anxiously, I let out a desperate growl to indicate that I was there.
I heard a small squeal, “puppy!” A young girl came rushing outside, clearly expressing her excitement. Afraid, I rushed around the corner. Flashbacks were running through my head, my previous experience with people wasn’t so good. “Where are you?” The young girl was eager to find me. Heavily breathing I quickly looked around for an exit, but it was too late. She had me in her firm grip and was taking me inside.
Anxiousness was quickly replaced with a sense of comfort and relief as the warmth of the house permeated through me, thawing the coldness from by body. Moving past the entryway into the interior of the house, the young girl presented me to her unsuspecting parents. “Look what I found.” At first the faces of her parents seemed to express confusion, but this was quickly followed by welcoming smiles. Her mother suggested she introduce me to the other two puppies who were curiously peering through the window.
The young girl opened the door leading down into the hallway and the two puppies rushed towards me. As my paws met the ground, our heads clashed together and our noses touched. Their breath smelt unfamiliar, a combination of foreign spices mixed with poor dental hygiene. While I was intrigued by the new encounter, I rushed past them both, to find the source of the spicey scent. Guided by my nose, I scoured the area and found a shiny steel bowl, isolated in the corner of the kitchen. Exhilarated at finding the source of the scent, I impatiently lept toward the bowl, burying my nose inside. My tongue overtook my nose as I devoured a lonely remnant.
My mouth salivated, as the flavour of the dish exploded within my mouth. Every taste bud tingled. As the food absorbed into my system, a fiery sensation rose from within the walls of my snout.
Overcome by pain I questioned my actions. Whimpering, I looked upward trying to identify a remedy to this foreign sensation. Hopelessness ambued my mind until I felt the young girls grip around my body. She picked me up and cradled me in her arms despite the discomfort, I now knew that I was safe.
