Smiling Dog Novels & Stories

I smiled and she chuckled. "Good girl," She hung up. I dropped the phone on the bed and stood up, pushing off strands of my disheveled hair off my face, my other hand adjusted the nightie around me and soon I walked out of the room, down the stairs and into my kitchen with Lily_my cute poodle, right beside me. I squat down and ran my hand on her pretty white fur, smiling as she excitedly licked my face. Her way of saying good morning. "Yo girlie! You want a glass of milk too?" She responded by wagging her tail making me chuckle.

Your reward for service is coming. Every time that she heard this, it appeared that the dog did too and would smile at her. She did not know that dogs could smile. And she certainly did not know that hellhounds could smile. But he did. With his teeth on full display, Teuf would smile at Electra.

She bounces up and down and says furiously. “What did you say? Lingling my girl! Don’t be an idiot! She just smiles and calling your name. She didn’t even show any hostility! Why did you become this timid? It’s your happiness Lingling don’t…” Blacky chomp down and the black ball that bouncing up and down like it try to attract this handsome dog attention. Blacky then happily run around the private room with a black ball in its mouth. “Releasees mee right now You DAMN! Dogggggg!! Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.”

She pulls her backpack and opens it. Her dog, is a small ball of fur, coiled in on itself in its dog bed. There are several toys scattered around her and it's clear to see how much Moni babies him. The dog blinks its small eyes open when Samantha draws near. His eyebrows are shaped like he's frowning perpetually, so Samantha doesn't know when it dawns on the Pomeranian that she is a stranger. He sits back on its paws and gives one, tiny bark.

Heck, I almost freaked out. But I didn't. Instead, I raised my head and gave them one of my most pleasant smiles. A low ruffled bark had me stopping in my tracks. Hesitantly, I spurned around to meet the sight of the small white Labrador retriever dog that belonged to Lyn. I scooted down slowly, my smile stretching further as I rubbed its back. It wagged its tail, obviously excited to see me. It always stays at home while we go out to work.

Sniffing the air, I immediately knew who the scent belonged to. A stray dog? I almost chased after the sound, but I didn’t have much time to act because six stray dogs appeared in front of me, smiling through their teeth while their dark eyes stared at me from head to toe.

(Lexi’s POV) I’m going to die! I’m going to die! My heart was screaming and crying in panic, but before I found myself getting mauled by dogs, Finn put a whistle to his mouth. “Whooee-uueet!” The dogs halted abruptly, hearing probably a familiar whistle sound from their owner. My eyes widened at the different breeds of dogs, but half of their numbers were Golden Retriever and Labrador. For a dog lover, they were adorable, sitting on the ground, looking like they were smiling while panting and waiting for a treat from their owner.

Why am I smiling? In long strides, I met up with him. The dog noticed me first as he nuzzles my leg. " Good dog", I smirked at him. Even the dog wanted me to walk him, Sebb sighed in frustration, he released the rope. At least he doesn't look angry, that is a progress. " Don't lose him", Sebastian grumbled. " I am sorry", I quickly apologize before he leave and I meant it. " I am sorry for being so rude."

Not when she's trying to fight for her life and her cafe. Just then, a dog with a streak of brown and white hair ran towards her, wiggling its tail. It whined happily, licking her face. Daisy, still fuming, looked down at the dog; its big, brown eyes looked up at her, full of joy. Daisy chuckled, patting the dog gently with a smile on her face. It was the cutest thing ever. How could she stay mad? “You're so cute! Where is your owner?” She asked as she picked up the dog, cradling it in her arms, its fur soft against her cheek.

She groaned and rolled her eyes. "Goodness, fine!" I helped her stand and she brushed herself off. She glared at all the dogs before lifting her hand. "Sit!" Then, six butts hit the ground. The dogs' tails thudded against the earth and saliva dripped to the grass from panting mouths. She pointed at each one of the dogs and spoke their names, I forgot them all as soon as she spoke them. Except one. Daisy was this huge Bernese Mountain dog with thick fur and a huge loving smile. I already knew she was going to be my favorite. I didn't remember the others, but I knew the Great Dane was Eliza's favorite.