I might put two stories in this I might not. I don't know.
In this imagine you pronounce the puppy's name as push-kee, he he he love that name!
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You had been living on your own for a while now and you really didn't like all the silence and being alone all the time. So you thought to would be fun to have a puppy around the house, you could play with him and teach him cool tricks. At the weekend you drove to your local rescue centre, you asked the woman at the front desk if you could look at all the dogs and puppy's up for adoption. She lead you through a couple doors to a long corridor that had kennel's on either side. You walked down the middle looking at all the dogs. There was some really cute dogs but they just didn't have that 'I want you' factor about them. You got to the very last kennel and saw the smallest little ball of fur cowering away in the corner. You ask the woman if she could open the kennel so you could pet the ball of fur. She opened the metal door for you, you stepped inside and crouch down and slowly make your way over to the puppy. You could tell from his markings that it was a German Shepard puppy. You gently stroke his back and whisper to him that you aren't going to hurt him and that you just want to be friends. He lift's up his small soft head and looks into your eye's. He gets up and rubs his body into your hand, he moves into your knee's and soon he has you on your back, giggling while he licks your face and neck.
"I think I'll take this little cutie!" You tell the kind woman. She nods her head and walks away from the kennel to get the paper work, for you to sign. She comes back with a little purple collar and matching lead, you slip the collar round your little puppy's neck and clip the lead onto the little metal hook. You walk him out of the kennel and head back to reception to sign the adoption papers.
All the papers are signed and you have your little puppy in the boot of your car. You park your car across the street from your flat, popping the boot you let out your puppy and walk him across the street, up the stairs and into your flat. You unclasp his lead and head to the living room to sit on the sofa. Your puppy follows you through to the living room and plonks in front of you.
"So what am I going to call you then?" You ask your little furry friend. You rattle out some names to him but he just stare's at you.
"Em, what about . . . Pushki." You look down to see him jumping around in front of you.
"Well I suppose you like that name, Pushki." You smile at Pushki and pick him up and start playing with him.
That all happened a few months ago and now Pushki was fully trained and a well behaved but playful puppy. He could roll over, sit, lie down, stay, dance, hide and do his puppy dog face.
You were out walking Pushki in the park, just the normal walk, round the whole park stop at the duck pond and then head home. Pushki was sniffing around the bushes beside the duck pond when he decided it would be fun if he slipped out of his collar and run away at top speed. You shout after him but it's no use he just keeps running, you jog after him look into all the bushes when you hear a boy laughing and trying to say stop. You walk round to the other side to find Pushki standing over a boy that was about your age maybe older, licking his face off, happily. Oh God you think to your self. You run over to the boy and your dog, you grab Pushki's ruff and gently but also firmly away from the boy. You put his collar back on that is still attached to the lead and walk over to the boy lying on the ground. You offer your hand to him and pull him up.
"Hi I'm sorry about Pushki he can get a bit excited a times." You smile at the boy and then bend down to pet Pushki.
"Oh it's okay, I don't mind." He smiled at you and held out his hand at you.
"Louis." The boy says, you shake his hand and say your name.
"(Y/N)." You smile at Louis.
You spend the rest of the day with Louis, you swap numbers with him and you both made plans to meet up again.
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