Christmas decorations lay ripped and deflated upon the browning lawn. I dropped my duffel bag at the doorstep as soft whimpers sounded from within.
He attacked me the moment I opened the door, my combat training no match for his superior strength and determination. He knocked me down. The tile floor chilled me through my fatigues. I struggled in his hold, panting.
I knew it was over when the second attacker arrived.
I did what I would never allow the men under my command to do. I surrendered.
In the tornado of slobbering kisses and wagging tails, I surrendered to love.
Every dog lover would love this. Beautifully worded. One has to go back and dissect that soft whimpering and superior strength can go together.
As lucid as watching a video….
Superb,Sunanda…
Beautiful!
What a happening homecoming. I love the way you set up the story!
Beautiful. Loved it.
Fun! But not quite unexpected. I knew it was dogs from the outset!
We love our dogs! Good story….
Totally relate to this due to our goofy Lab Leo!
Cute
Sweet story. I can see it and feel the love.