He is still in his corner and he hasn't fed me in a while. Have I been bad or is he too sick to feed me? I'm sure he has his reasons. Besides, these various little creatures are so tasty.
I tried to get his attention today. I nudged his leg, "Hey buddy," I groaned "it's getting kinda scary...getting sorta lonely...but thats ok because you're still here." I panted. I waited for him to respond but he never did. So I whined "I'm really hungry again buddy.." I hesitated as he chased a normal person and bit them. what he did next I will never forget. He began to eat them. After his meal he started to wander again, and like always I trotted beside him.
Soon we entered another town. Along the way we only saw five other sick people. It was getting late and my paws were starting to ache. Master wasn't slowing down though, so I couldn't stop. I don't want him to leave me...I love my master. I suppose I'll just have to wait.
He stopped when the sun started to set. Finally I can get some rest. As I drifted off I saw master shuffling in circles again. Silly, silly master.
I woke up several hours later to loud noises. There are normal people here! They're shouting very angrily..why are they so angry? It seems as if they want to hurt master! No! Not my master! There is one in the bushes, he is aiming one of those weapons at master. I must save master! I jumped in front of master as the man shot. All I felt was a searing pain in my upper body. At least master was safe. I knew I didn't have much time so I looked up at master and whined "Hey buddy...even though we don't play anymore...even though you don't call my name anymore...I love you...." and I swear in that last moment I saw my master smile down at me one last time....
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Short StoryRascal is a very loyal dog to his master Jake, all the way until the end. He lives a very happy life and it pains him to see his master hurt, whether it is emotionally or physically. And he will have to witness both...
