If You Win a Rat Race, You're Still a Rat
“And step! And step! One, two, three, four- And step!” The cheery, uplifted voice of a brilliant smiling woman on the television screen filled up the living room with her lilting, high voice while her ponytail swung with each moment. “In two, come back...
The Black Castle
After a bit of comforting backrubs and nuzzling, the canine leaned back with his paws on my shoulders once more, noses again just inches apart. when our gazes finally met, that particular chime rang again, and we both blushed intensely.