Romans & histoires The Husky And His White Cat

D, so the management doesn’t care much about losing them. The penthouse was dimly lit by the glowing full moon, so I could manoeuvre around efficiently. I was about to move away from the couch towards the master bedroom when I nearly slipped. Hands clamped my mouth as I heaved rapidly, eyes still bursting with horror. I looked down and saw animal fur on the white marble floor. I frowned in curiosity. I didn’t know that Rum had a pet. I picked up the strands of fur and held them in the moonlight. They are very long, black and thicker than human hair—or even dog hair. A Siberian husky?

A huge white husky stood above me, panting excitedly and revealing his long pink tongue and a row of sharp teeth. I screamed immediately, jerking away from it as it whined. "Oh my God!!!! Stay back!" I yelled, standing on the bed and putting my hands in front of me as the dog took a step towards me. It stood almost to my hips. It had white furs around his body that looked like a soft blanket I'll cuddle but I was absolutely terrified of dogs after one had chased Avery and I one summer. It's huge black eyes stared at me as it cocked its head to the left as if it was confused.

Smiling at Pasha, I returned to my bag, deciding to check whether it was closed correctly and my eyes accidentally fell on Bars. Here is the gray cardinal in our team. He was always silent, did not get into our disputes, and, if you think about it, with the same Kitty it was at least clear what kind of weapon she owned. About Leopard, besides the fact that he is a snowy and a female, I did not know anything. I didn’t even feel if he had a permanent sexual partner. Noticing that I was looking at him, Bars just chuckled and turned away.

Her furry, lovable pets. Spring, the cute fluffy hamster. Summer, the hot-blooded energetic pink piglet. Fall, her prim and proper Maine Coon cat and Winter, her white lazy-cozy Alaskan Malamute. She sighed, worried if those boys had already fed and bathe them. Her long lashes quivered as the cold wind splashed across her face. She closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them, below the second story of the four-story building, she saw that messy-haired guy.

"Yup. And I'll bring Usha with me. I'm sure both of you will get along pretty well. " Ina frowned, not knowing who Jai was talking about. "Who's Usha?" "He's a cat. His fur is as white as snow and his eyes are blue like the sky. He's very cute," Jai said with a smile. "Can I play with him when you come visit?" Ina asked, her eyes no longer glassy with hiding tears. Jai grinned and nodded. "Of course!" "Can we play with him too?" Hans asked beside Ruhan.

The cat comes out purring rubbing herself against Ghost's long legs. "She's a Norwegian forest cat. White ones are rare. They're usually tri-colored or dark gray," Leelie tries to sell him on it. "Made a dent in your pocket," "You better keep the hair under control," he points at me. He steps back and is about to walk out when the cat meows loudly. He looks back at her. The cat goes over to him rubbing herself on Jayk's legs. Jayk crouches down to pet her and I swear she falls in love with him in that instant because she rolls over pawing at him. He smiles rubbing her belly.

the white wolf screams, his voice is loud and it echoes in a demonic tone. "You are right," I say softly. "Kate, NO!" Erick screams. "He does not love me or my children. You are the only one that loves me," I say to the white wolf. "Come with me Kate, be with me," the white wolf says. "NO, KATE NO!" Erick screams out. I turn to face the fire and wait for the white wolf to come closer to me. He sits down beside me. I reach down and pet him so softly. The white wolf begins to howl. He is content knowing he has won me.

Katia played with the two puppies they had found. At the vet's office, she was told that the puppy she found was a Pomeranian, about two weeks old, with white and black fur, resembling a panda bear. The kitten was an exotic cat, a Persian variant, the same age as the puppy, with ash-gray fur. Both puppies were about the size of Alyre's hands. The happiness on Katia's face was evident. ...

This was exactly why I’d gotten a cat instead of a dog – cats were assholes, but at least they were small assholes who couldn’t physically overpower you. The massive husky that had tackled me into the corner earlier was now trying to remove my shoes through what I could only describe as aggressive pawing. I’d almost started crying when that furry battering ram had knocked me over – these things had way too much muscle and way too many teeth for comfort. They were basically wolves who’d been taught to sit and shake hands. “Jesus, that’s not gonna work, is it?” Tatiana huffed, physically shoving the dogs away by their shoulders with the kind of casual strength that came from years of hauling c

I wouldn't be feeling so good if it wasn't for her. She is... An epitome of motherhood. I stared at her while she was busy whistling lightly. I didn't care to ask what made her whistle. It wasn't until the excited barking of a dog blared in the living room. I started looking around us with curiosity when a cute black and white husky made himself visible. "Is that our pet?" I didn't get the time to bite my tongue as the husky stopped near our feet and wagged his tail.