Your Harry Styles Love Story

Chapter 35

*Your POV*

The marathon just ended and I turn off the TV and stretch.

Snowball jumps up on the bed and comes over to me and starts licking my face.

"Snow!," I giggle. "stop that! I love you too but you have dog breath!"

She stops and just sits on my lap looking at me.

Snowball is now 1 month old and is still looking adorable as ever.

"Hey Snow? Wanna go on a walk?" I ask her.

At the word 'walk' her tail starts to wag and she barks.

"Okay, okay. Just let me get your leash."

I get up off the bed and go downstairs Snowball following.

I walk up to the key hook near the door and grab the pink leash with diamonds on it and clip it on Snowball.

I open the door and we exit the house and I close the door behind me and lock it.

Snowball looks around and is wagging her tail.

We take off in the direction of the park Snowball sniffing almost everything.

We arrive at the park and Snowball immediately starts sniffing around and trying to find some where to "mark her territory".

She finally finds a space on a tree and I shake my head.

"Your a silly dog Snow."

She finishes and we continue our walk around the park.

Snowball sees some pigeons and starts chasing and barking at them.

"Snowball! You silly girl! Leave those poor pigeons alone!" I call after her.

She stops and I pick her up.

"Silly puppy."

She licks my cheek and I set her down.

"C'mon you silly girl, lets get some treats!"

We walk over to a ice cream stand and I get chocolate.

Snowball looks at me and gives me puppy eyes.

"Sorry Snow, this is my treat. We still have to get yours."

We leave the park and walk to the pet shop.

When we get there, I look around then notice puppy treats.

I pick some up and walk over to the check out and pay for the treats and we leave.

We go outside and Snowball starts whining and whimpering.

"Patience Snow, let me open the bag first."

I tear the bag open and pull out a chicken flavored treat shaped like a bone.

"Up Snow! C'mon! You can do it!"

She stands on her back legs and takes the treat.

"Good girl!" I praise.

She barks and I finish off my ice cream and throw the napkin away.

"Now where?"

I look around and notice a Doggy Day Spa.

"OOOO! Hey Snowball? Wanna go to the Doggy Spa?"

She barks and we head over.

I open the door and the bell above it jingles.

"Ah welcome to Doggy Day Spa! How may I help you?" the girl behind the counter asks.