|Puppy Love (standard:other, 1494 words)|
|Author: Dan Tana||Added: Apr 21 2010||Views/Reads: 1307/780||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A boy plays with a puppy who he cares for very much, then they are separated by a senseless crime.|
A puppy and a boy sit next to each other in a green, grassy meadow on a cool spring afternoon. The puppy tilts her head at a slight angle and gazes up at the boy with a vaguely baffled, intense, appraising look in her large, round eyes. The boy looks back at the funny expression on her fluffy face and sees a vision of almost unbearable cuteness. He smiles at her as the sensation of pure delight spreads out from the center of his heart to completely envelope his body and mind. The puppy puts her front paws up on his leg and rests her chin on top of them. He tickles her toes with his fingertips and she wags her tail excitedly. The boy puts his hand on the silken fluff of the puppy's head and softly runs his fingers down her back. He picks her up and cradles her in his arms, gently and carefully squeezing her as tightly as he can without hurting her. He buries his face in her fur and for several long, blissful moments he nuzzles her with his cheek. The boy puts the puppy down and continues to pet her. The sight of a brightly colored butterfly distracts him momentarily and he stops petting the puppy. She immediately starts pawing at his leg to get his attention. She dips her head and begins to rub it against his knee, at a spot right behind her left ear, in a manner that makes him think of a cat. He pets this place behind her ear with his right forefinger. From the way that she responds he can tell that she really likes to be petted there. He finds the fur at this spot exceptionally soft and pleasant to touch. He stops petting her again and she makes a low, plaintive growl. She paws at him a few more times, and resumes rubbing her head against his knee. Seeing how enthusiastically and determinedly this puppy uses his body to pet herself greatly amuses the boy. He laughs quietly to himself and is overcome with a feeling of overwhelming love for this silly, affectionate, ticklish little creature. The experience of this odd yet familiar, unmistakable and indescribable sensation makes him wonder what it really means to think that he loves this puppy. He thinks of several things about the puppy that he likes very much, and knows that he really enjoys playing with her, but has no idea how he came to care about her so much more than all of the other dogs that he has ever met. He is not sure why her well- being means so much to him, or why her simple displays of happiness fill his heart with such incredible joy. He is suddenly struck by the peculiar realization that while he has no doubt that he really does love her he also does not really know what love truly is. He recalls how he ran back into their house when it was on fire because she was trapped inside, motivated by nothing but the desire to rescue her, putting her welfare before any other concerns, even his own safety, and decides that if that does not qualify as an act of true love then the whole notion of love is probably nothing but a lie anyway. The phantom of remembered pain shivers up his back as the boy looks at the burn scaring on his right arm. He shifts his gaze back to the puppy, picks her up, and begins to pet her again. The boy blinks his eyes and is startled by the realization that he has been silently surrounded by five other people. "See, I told you that this creep was petting a puppy like that!" one of them says to the others. A numb terror grips the boy as the menacing figures glare down at him. He knows that certain people in this particular time and place enforce a law that is based upon the pretense that it is an act of literal abuse for anyone of his age to pet any puppy who is less than eighteen months old in the manner that he pets this puppy. And he knows how these people treat anyone who gets caught breaking this law. "Let's show this jerk what we do with garbage like him!" the speaker continues. Deep in the heart of this speaker, and many, many others, lurks a secret longing to tickle the puppy just as that boy does. These hearts are tormented by a savage and primal ache to know the simple and exquisite joy of her playful, honest, supremely sweet puppy affections, and crave Click here to read the rest of this story (75 more lines)
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