We pulled up into the garrage and the purring of the car stopped.
“mommy, can i take da goggy inside pweez?”
“Sure, sweetie”
Oh god, fucking kill me…
He hooked the leash onto the brace around my neck and yanked me out of the car. I was barely able to keep my footing with him dragging me along a hundred miles an hour.
dumbass kid… i should rip off his-
“Oh sweetie, I’ll take Jack from here, go get your things out of the car”
He gave a loud whine, and went back outside. The woman bent down and held my face softly.
“awww, who’s a cute little doggy? good boy, jack, gooooood boy! cmon, lets get you something to eat”
Besides her utter stupidity, she was pretty nice, always praising me for no reason, and giving me gourmet dinners. I saw the boy walk in with a stuffed dog. It’s right eye was missing and it’s head was nearly torn off. It looked as if it had never been washed, and stuffing flowed out of it.
“Can i pway wif the goggy, mommy?”
“Of course, sweetie”
oh shit…