Robert & Sheeyla

Chapter 4. The Danger

Robert leaned forward as Sheeyla kept clawing her way further to Robert's back. He smiled and kissed the lab as it kissed back. "How's it going Danger?"

"Very good!" he replied, not that anyone can understand a dog. "And hello to you too, Robert." Said Stephanie with a nonchalant attitude.

"What's up, Stephanie? Taking Danger here out on a walk?"

"No we're doing a Zumba class--What does it look like we're doing?"

"Come on. Don't be like that." Robert responded with a nervous chuckle. {She's as headstrong as I remember.} "But seriously what's been up?" Robert stands straight up with no thought to Sheeyla who swings and keep her one paw dangling onto Robert's belt for dear life. "Hey what are you doing!" She's says. The conversation continued, this time they were both smiling. "Well I just finished my class and have been enjoying my time with Danger and my dad. I figured I'd continue to work out and teach Danger how to go for a jog."

"I do that with Sheeyla! Maybe I can give a few pointers!"

"If you call a man running with a ragdoll strapped to his shoulders. I think not." Stephanie gives of a smirk. "I guess you're right but then it works on her grip strength!" He spins around looking for the dangling cat. "Speaking of which where is that cat?" Danger and Stephanie both follow Sheeyla in circles with their heads.

"Ah! there you are! Stop playing around, Sheeyla!" He picks her up and holds her towards Stephanie with Sheeyla's paws straight out, "See? It works out for the both of us!"

Stephanie had no thoughts just enjoying a man-child treating their companion like a plushie. Danger sniffed up to Sheeyla's tail and Sheeyla retaliated with her zumba moving hips and coo-coo-clock like tail, attempting to swing back to safety.

"Ah I think they're trying to play!" Robert put Sheeyla down. Before Sheeyla could react, Danger licked her from chin to ear. Chills and slob, Robert's companion sat contemplating their living situation. "This is not what I wanted," regrets Sheeyla.

The lab enjoyed it though, "How's it going friend?"

"Great... thanks for asking." 

The animals continued to conversate while the owners had a conversation of their own. "What's the drill today?" Stephanie drinks from her bottle of water with a hand on her hip and the leash on her wrist.

"So... has Danger ever torn your furniture up?"

The blue eyed dog person widened her eyes then closed the bottle, "A question with a question, huh? To answer it, Danger used to tear cushions and other fluffy like items. However, I don't remember the last time he ever did that. Probably as a pup."

"Yeah so Sheeyla decided to have a heyday and turn the house into a barn."

"I don't think a pigsty is far from what it was before."

"That was forever ago. I cleaned up well, I promise!" Robert's prayer hands took position to plead his honesty.

"Yup, and my name isn't Stephanie."

"It isn't?"

Stephanie gives a disbelieved scoff. "Nevermind. I assume you're here to replace what you lost?"

"You'd be right." Sigh of stress.

"Alright I'll come with you. Danger and I are still in walking mode."

"Ah! This will be gre--!" Robert interrupted by the disturbed cat claw in his shin. "Oh you don't have to co--," Robert then elbowed by the smiling blonde beauty.

"What you don't want me around? I thought we had something special going on," Stephanie teases.

"N-no that's not it. Let's do it together then!" Robert scooped Sheeyla back to his shoulder as Danger tagged along in-between the two humans.