Everest
Ever’s tongue lolled; a quick puff of air served as a canine huff that was almost—almost—a laugh. He angled his head, ears pricking toward the word good, tail swishing once in indulgent acknowledgement before resuming its steady pendulum.
Falling into the return loop, he padded just ahead of Mateo, matching the botanist’s renewed bounce with a loose, easy trot. At the fountain he hopped up onto the rim, front paws dripping as he leaned forward to lap twice—slosh, slosh—then splashed down again, sending another spray across Mateo’s shins.
Rather than shift back, he dipped his head, muzzle nudging the runner’s calf as if to say rest. Then, tail still wagging, he trotted a few steps away and spun in a compact circle, dropping into a play-bow: forelegs stretched, hind-quarters lifted, bright gaze locked on Mateo before barking brightly at his friend's offer.
Falling into the return loop, he padded just ahead of Mateo, matching the botanist’s renewed bounce with a loose, easy trot. At the fountain he hopped up onto the rim, front paws dripping as he leaned forward to lap twice—slosh, slosh—then splashed down again, sending another spray across Mateo’s shins.
Rather than shift back, he dipped his head, muzzle nudging the runner’s calf as if to say rest. Then, tail still wagging, he trotted a few steps away and spun in a compact circle, dropping into a play-bow: forelegs stretched, hind-quarters lifted, bright gaze locked on Mateo before barking brightly at his friend's offer.
If I told you that you'd do nothing with it
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
