Since I am these demons sitter, I typically take them to and from places because their mother is too lazy to do it. I can either pick them up or drop them off from school (which is 99% of the time), a friend’s house, religion school, the park, or even the tutor. It is okay, you can feel bad for me because I do. Although, I take them all over the city I tend to meet a lot of people and beautiful strangers. For example, one time at the tutor’s office the cutest and very well spoken four year old had a great conversation together. That is when you know I need more things to do in my life when I claim I had a great conversation with someone who is not even 3 times my age. But that just proves it is always possible to talk to literally every kind of person. Anyways, this example is leading up to the story I want to share today.
It started off a typical day; the “mother” texting me to pick up the 2 other kids at school instead of the usual oldest kid who I have to pick up. Let’s keep in mind, that I really cannot tolerate the younger 2 children because they are annoying beyond belief; on the walk home they always ask to get McDonalds because it is on the way.
Besides that I always show up to the school earlier then I have to be there since I do that I typically sit on an extremely cold step and literally freeze my ass off. For some reason that day was different. It was almost like fate really.
As I am sitting there is a woman’s ass to the left of me, right in front of my face fortunately she didn’t fart and moved. I discovered the reason why her ass was in my face: she was tying her dog to the fence! And he was so precious! I don’t know anything about dogs when it comes to their race or species but he was black and white and medium sized (not that you can’t see for yourself).
It was like something from a movie when we connected. Like there was that cheesy sentimental music playing in the background and everything. I blew a kiss at him and he came to me; he was attracted to me like bug to the light. At first I thought he was just being polite and courteous to me and thought to himself, “look at this pathetic bitch, sitting all by herself.” I started to caress him and stroke his back for a quick second and then I stopped. Shortly after I stopped paying him attention he jumped on me and practically begged for more of touch, I couldn’t say no, that face was too precious. Thus, I caressed him some more. It was nice too; he was enjoying it, I was thinking that I just made a new friend but then he changed quickly.
I was petting him I must have hit a spot that is a no-no because he had the nerve to snap at me! Like I was being all gentle with him and he had the audacity to snap at me. So offended. He felt the need to snap at me, so I felt the need to stop petting him, but he didn’t think that we should end on those kind of terms. What does he do? He shows that real puppy dog face and my heart melted so I go back to petting him. Yes, I am a sucker for the puppy dog face. Only on dogs.
Now round 3 of petting my new friend and I noticed his collar. The collar had his information on it! Now I could call him by his name or return him if he broke free of the fence and followed me home (the chance of me calling him by his name was extremely unlikely, you know what I mean?). I found out that his name was “Dyson” like the vacuum cleaner, and Dyson lived on 66th street somewhere. I don’t remember the important stuff like his owners or where to call if he actually got lost but I remembered his name and street number and that is good enough for me.
So now when I pick up the two kids that I hate the most I now have Dyson to look forward to, to help brighten my day.
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