gabby

             I could hear my master calling me. It was a few moments before the sun crawled over the horizon and everything was still. He called my name again but for some reason, I couldn't drag myself away from his child. I felt bad obeying my master and going on his hunt with him. But he had plenty of other greyhounds, I'm sure he did just fine without me. I wanted to stay home and spend time with the child.                 I put the infant on my back, he had learned to hold on to me like I was his little pony. The child and I had just made it the courtyard when I heard a rustling from behind one of the rose bushes. I ignored it and turned my attention back to my small human companion. The little guy was just learning how to stand so he would grab onto my ears as leverage and pull his body up. He tumbled over backwards and I rushed to comfort him because I hated when he cried. In the m...