The Truth About Dogs, chapter 9
The EMT stared at me and just nodded his head. I think he really was going to call the loony-catcher until Tre showed up, and told him about the dog. The EMT nodded his head again, and after finishing attending to me, he walked away.
Tre stared at me with sympathetic eyes.
"I'm sorry, Billie. He wasn't meaning to."
I just glared at Tre, "You're still taking that dog's side?!?! Tre! He tried to kill me with a car door!"
Tre just rolled his eyes and walked away from me. I stood up from the ground and brushed myself off and followed Tre.
"Tre!' I called to him. He just ignored me and walked into the studio, so I followed. Tre went over to his drum set. I smiled as I seen Princess, my cute-lil-kitty-cat-meow-meow sitting on Tre's snare drum. Pecker was staring at her with evil eyes. I started to walk over to get Princess, but before I could, Tre quickly picked her up and dropped her to the floor, right in front of Pecker.
Princess hates dogs. So, when she turned around and saw that fucking idiot of a dog standing there, her fur rose up and she started hissing. Pecker just stared at her, and I stared at them both. I could see Pecker start to bare his teeth. It was then that I knew I would have to save my precious pussycat before that mutt had her for breakfast. I started to walk over, and just as I got there- Pecker lunged for her.
In one quick motion, I swept Princess up and out of the way from Pecker's mouth while also kicking him right in the jaw.
Pecker gave a yelp and jumped back towards Tre. He continued yipping as he hid behind Tre. My eyes slowly moved up from Pecker's pathetic whining to Tre's very pissed off face.
"He tried to hurt Princess," I mumbled. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Mike and Rob standing there watching. Tre walked over to me, grabbed Princess out of my arms, and started to walk away with her.
"What are you doing to my cat?!?" I yelled at Tre while following him.
Tre didn't say anything. He just walked...
...into the men's bathroom.
"Don't you dare!" I yelled as Tre slammed the door shut and locked it. I could hear a soft plop, a faucet being turned on, and then a very pissed off YEOW!
My poor little Princess...
Tre stared at me with sympathetic eyes.
"I'm sorry, Billie. He wasn't meaning to."
I just glared at Tre, "You're still taking that dog's side?!?! Tre! He tried to kill me with a car door!"
Tre just rolled his eyes and walked away from me. I stood up from the ground and brushed myself off and followed Tre.
"Tre!' I called to him. He just ignored me and walked into the studio, so I followed. Tre went over to his drum set. I smiled as I seen Princess, my cute-lil-kitty-cat-meow-meow sitting on Tre's snare drum. Pecker was staring at her with evil eyes. I started to walk over to get Princess, but before I could, Tre quickly picked her up and dropped her to the floor, right in front of Pecker.
Princess hates dogs. So, when she turned around and saw that fucking idiot of a dog standing there, her fur rose up and she started hissing. Pecker just stared at her, and I stared at them both. I could see Pecker start to bare his teeth. It was then that I knew I would have to save my precious pussycat before that mutt had her for breakfast. I started to walk over, and just as I got there- Pecker lunged for her.
In one quick motion, I swept Princess up and out of the way from Pecker's mouth while also kicking him right in the jaw.
Pecker gave a yelp and jumped back towards Tre. He continued yipping as he hid behind Tre. My eyes slowly moved up from Pecker's pathetic whining to Tre's very pissed off face.
"He tried to hurt Princess," I mumbled. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Mike and Rob standing there watching. Tre walked over to me, grabbed Princess out of my arms, and started to walk away with her.
"What are you doing to my cat?!?" I yelled at Tre while following him.
Tre didn't say anything. He just walked...
...into the men's bathroom.
"Don't you dare!" I yelled as Tre slammed the door shut and locked it. I could hear a soft plop, a faucet being turned on, and then a very pissed off YEOW!
My poor little Princess...
