Smiling Dog Original Novels & Stories

She didn't know why, but only two words came out of her mouth. -Good dog?- The animal wagged its tail from side to side in affirmation and Jade's face changed drastically, replacing the panic with a huge smile that made the wolf shake in shock. -It's you, good dog- Jade's arms wrapped around the animal's neck and she hugged him tightly. The wolf did not know how to react.

She smiled as the man passed her, and the dog almost attacked her. "Go after him! And don't let go!" shouted Orella, and the dog ran even faster after hearing her command. She turned her body around and saw the dog chasing after the man, thinking that it would attack him. Orella smiled as she heard the man's screams of pain as the dog was tearing his body apart. Orella continued to stare at the dog, which seemed to be bored with its toys. The dog ran towards her. However, Orella gave a sign as she said, "Stop!"

I reached to him, smiling broadly. 'Thank you, friend', I said. 'Friend. Water.' 'Yes, you found water. You saved me.' The dog stepped towards me, trembling, and licked my hand, allowing me to reach up and scratch him behind the ears. He liked this, leaning his head towards my touch and nuzzling my arm. Eventually he curled into a perfect, although boney, ball beside me, his head resting on my thigh as I sat back against a tree and closed my eyes, thankful for his warmth.

hastily ending the conversation about children. The moment the living room door opened, my dog came to me with a pitiful look, raising his front paws to hug me, nuzzling his little head against my leg. Seeing him act cute always melted my heart. I crouched down with an indulgent smile, picked him up, and nuzzled his forehead. In contrast to my dog’s lively nature, Goofy exuded an air of laziness. Goofy slowly got up when he saw us, calmly walked to Luke, sat down in front of him, and looked up.

A golden retriever with excited eyes, it hugged Mikhail at the waist and wiggled it's tail at an amazing speed. "Easy Leo." he murmured and kissed the dog's forehead before it dropped down. Leo came straight to me next. It circled me, sniffing and wagging it's tail. I stood still, not wanting to do something to make it lash out on me. "It doesn't bite right?" I asked and he laughed. He actually laughed. It was my first time hearing it too. I liked the sound, it was raw, nothing like the trained voices I grew up around. My parents even made me laugh a certain way so that the media wouldn't find anything to use against me.

His words were ice-cold, but I smiled anyway. "Why didn’t you go ahead and bite me? I thought you were really going to do it." "Show up in front of me covered in blood again and I'd do it, since you want it so badly," he said, and I chuckled. "Your dog is really so cute," I grinned, but it was a lie. The dog was far from being cute. It looked like it had crawled out of a horror movie, with its jet-black fur, unblurred glowing eyes, and a face only its owner could love.

Simon Walsh grinned to himself, watching the chaos unfold on the television screen in front of him as he sipped his coffee slowly. “Look at that, little guy,” he said as he nudged his small dog that was lying beside him. “The whole world is going to hell now thanks to that fucking whore. Good job, Elena. You finally did something right.” The dog gave him a small bark in response before continuing to stare at the television, his head tilted slightly to one side as if confused by what was happening around him.

The flowers and vegetables were blooming with vitality. The door opened, and a dog came running out, circling happily around their feet. "Doodle, stop that." Jocelyn picked up the dog and flashed a kind smile. "Did he scare you? This little guy is too energetic." "Not at all." Rebecca shook her head. "He's so cute. His name is Doodle? Doodle, look here. Give me your paw." It was a small breed, perfect for elderly people. It was easy to pick up and not too strong to walk on a leash.

The dog that has been patrolling the yard has been snarling and prowling, making dreadful noises. “Happy morning!” The elderly woman in a thick sweater quickly restrained the dog which was making it difficult for the conversation to be understood as it was prowling and rowling like crazy. The growing children of David and Daniele, who rarely experience this kind of scenery, all laughed at the situation, with one of them grinningly fascinated by the appearing sun gleams.

After all the small dog had hardly ever even come close enough for it to even be worth a try. Watching him with his big eyes, the dog controlled his every movement but didn’t move away when he started petting his fur carefully. It was surprisingly soft considering how dirty it was. Another couple of seconds passed with the small animal eying him in suspicion before finally closing its eyes and wagging its tail ever so slightly. Jaden cooed before patting its head carefully. Surprisingly it seemed like a damn had broken and the dog had given up on acting like he didn’t like Jaden. He was happily nosing Jaden’s hand and licking it.