X. Draw me close to you
_As told by Nina_ I had taken my sketchbook and pencils with me, so I could try my hand at some drawing until Trisha was done with her dinner preparations. Unlike Milo, I could actually draw a face that resembled my subject - although since he...
IX. The game is up
_As told by Nina_ As the game progressed, my suspicion were more or less became confirmed. I caught Trisha multiple times allowing me to jump her - either that, or she must have been _really_ bad at checkers. Eventually, I had three kings, making...
VIII. Practice makes perfect
_As told by Nina_ Finally Friday. I had not only made good progress on my artwork for Milo's theatre play, but also managed to finish an assignment I had to turn in at the end of the next week. Furthermore, my queue of commissioned artwork I owed...
XIII. Call and response
_As told by Milo_ The theatre event had been tiring, to say the least. I spent the entire evening waiting for my turn, since some moron had decided it would be a good idea to end the event with my play. Who ends a night like this with a tragedy?...
XII. Planes of Existence
_As told by Nina_ Two full weeks had passed since I had first shown Trisha my inner puppy. In the meantime, we had 'practiced' once more, after which she had taught me how to sew. The old Indian appeared to be a real expert in the craft, and she was a...
XI. Foreshadowing
_As told by Milo_ There are days on which I miss being a puppy, because I have no time to regress. On other occasions, I just don't feel like it, because it's a feeling that can come and go. The worst option is when I know playing puppy would do me...
III. Once a puppy
**III. Once a puppy** _As told by Milo_ Nina and I waited for her father to show up in comfortable silence. We sat down on a low concrete wall that was just too high to touch the ground. Rhythmically dangling my feet, I held Nina's hand and stroked...
II. Dog is my shepherd
**II. Dog is my Shepherd** _As told by Milo_ We left the train station and I trusted on Nina to take us to the central district. After a few minutes, we stopped at one end of a shopping mall. I could no longer restrain myself and finally asked the...
I. Leaving behind
**I. Leaving behind** _As told by Milo_ Monday morning. Contrary to Nina, I liked Mondays. They marked the start of yet another five days of regularity and structure, something I had craved for ever since I lived on my own. This Monday was different...
VII. Better late than never
**VII. Better late than never** _As told by Milo_ The next morning was rather uneventful, and the fact that I was going to return to my apartment that day dampened my mood somewhat. Nina's family was so nice to me and now I had to leave them, while...
Chapter XI: You're gonna have a bedtime
Aran knocked on the door with the bottom of his fist to catch the attention of his caregiver. "Jennifer? Can you open the door?" he called out. He looked through the glass pane and saw the collie coming towards the playroom. "I can, but there is...
Chapter X: Dinner mash-up
Contrary to what the wolf had anticipated and expected, his plan worked. With Damian watching the spectacle from the sidelines, Aran was fully immersed in building the modeled railway. Somewhere along the lines, Jennifer brought him a bottle of...