Dog Bones and Rain

"No, no, look Daichi," Yahaba cradled the phone underneath his ear as he flipped a pancake. He waved his spatula around as he talked. "I found him on the terrace, he was wet and cold, so I brought the dog in. I don't know his name, he doesn't have a collar!"

"Well if he doesn't have a collar, why not keep him? Yellow dogs with black stripes aren't too common, y'know." He heard Daichi joke.

"I don't think this is the right dog for me...he's too...what's the word?"

"Angry?" Daichi's deep voice chuckled from the phone.

"Angry? No, believe me, that doesn't even cover it..."