Human Pets Novels & Stories

"So what's it going to be, little one?" "I'm not negotiating with a psychopath. " "Wrong answer love, " He gestures to one of the Wolf's and the creature moves forward salivating at the sight of the child. The boy screams and my heart practically jumps to my throat. "Okay, okay, " I shrieked, waving to Ragna who was beside himself with amusement. "Call off your pets first, " He whistled and the animal moved backwards growling in displeasure. Sadist. "He's not a pet. Believe it or not they were humans once. Just lost their sanity and anything else that came with being human after awhile. "

Dozens of large dogs were lying around the garden in small groups, lazily sunbathing. The moment I walked in, all the dogs rushed at me as if I were a massive steak, happily rubbing against my chest. In the middle of my confusion, I felt someone pat my butt. I spun around, but there was no one there; only a silver-white Alaskan Malamute sitting behind me, staring with eyes full of possessiveness. "They all really like you. Looks like you'll do just fine taking care of them." The sudden voice startled me. A man in a tailcoat walked over with a polite smile and gave me a small nod. He looked like the owner.

The weather was unusually pleasant today, the birds chirping a morning song in the arrival of a new day. They were merry because they have survived yet another day on this earth making each second pleasant. This made her wonder how pitiful humans are, not a single day they can remain happy even though god has granted them a long lifespan. Even a dog can identify its own kind and the most intelligent creatures ever existed on this planet denies their own kind labelling them different in the name of petty things.

I immediately asked, looking up from my laptop. Shifters naturally did not keep domesticated pets. It was practically insulting and most smaller animals would hardly want to be stuck with a more dominant animal. They’d probably try to kill us in our sleep just to show dominance. There have been stories. She made a face but shrugged. “That’s what paper towels are for, I don’t keep him caged at home he’s free to be himself. He probably runs for miles a night. I wish I could have half of his energy,” she said, as she began to fill up his food dish. I sighed.

I tell the cat, who couldn't care less about my presence while he chows down. Using my nonfish hand, I start petting him and thinking about random names. I actually always wanted a pet cat, but my mom never liked them, and I never even thought about asking Felix. As odd as it sounds, werewolves still had pets. We crave companionship just as much as regular humans who have pets. Thankfully, hunting dogs, cats, and birds is illegal, given that they might be someone's pet. The whole idea actually came from witches and their familiars. Werewolves and witches have been at peace for over a hundred years now. When the witches were allowed in our territory, they would bring their familiars with them

It was obvious that attention and love were also lacking. What angers me more is that someone said that pets are way better. Someone replied that animals even make loud noises at night too and they'll just understand that, so why can't they understand the toddlers? And that one replied that if they can complain to the barangay about the noises that animals makes, hopefully the children can also be complained about making noises at night too. That's fucked up. Literally. Some people nowadays are lacking in empathy and patience. They didn't even know anything so I don't understand why they have that kind of mindset at all.

"If you don't open your mouth then I have to add on... I have uncountable boxes and I don't mind sitting here and unboxing all of them..." He mocked. "But are you ready to take it?" She shook her head. "I swear, I don't know about her" He gestured for another box which had rats in it. Aria didn't break through that either. "Bring them inside" Rafael ordered. Her eyes widened in horror when she saw two big dangerous dogs. "You know what I like about dogs?" He patted the animal. "They are loyal... Smarter than humans. They know when to start and when to stop!"

Inside Pet Haven, the friendly staff greeted us with warm smiles. "Welcome to Pet Haven! How can we help you ladies today?" "I'm looking for a dog," I said. "Something for protection and company.” We've got some amazing breeds here that'll provide companionship and protection." The staff member said. Emily nodded. "That's exactly what we need." The staff led us to a section of cages, each housing a different breed. "Let's start with Duke, our loyal Bulldog," the staff said, pointing to a sturdy dog with a wrinkled face. "Next to him is Luna, a playful Beagle, and Rocky, a energetic Boxer."

Approaching them, the vet said, "Animals, especially dogs, are deeply emotional creatures, much like humans. Their connection with their owners often exceeds ours. "You both should resolve your conflicts privately without causing Bailey further distress. Look at its current state. It's heartbreaking."

It was like they had eye contact like the animal could understand us. “Oh! I see so you have met our pet here, that’s great.” Lucifer remarks while he continues to look at the animal. “P..pet, what do you mean it's a pet.” “This one here is our pet dog, a very rare breed. It’s only found in our region, almost extinct. That’s why people don’t know much about it. This is one of its kind.” “Are you sure it’s a dog?” I can't believe my eyes. “Of course, see it is, you can even pet him.” He said petting the large animal on its head. I don’t know how he could do this to such a large being.