Snippet #1320152

"I'm going now, mom! Me and Omelette are just heading to the grocery store, do you want anything!?"

After recieving the instruction to buy bread, butter and a pint of milk as well as his expected energy drink and dorito chips, Luke slammed the door before being half dragged down the steps, out the garden and almost onto the road by the hyper-active husky dog. It was only six months old, and therefore still considered a puppy, but he was fully grown and almost fully strong. With a swift, disiplined tug, Luke pulled him back onto the sidewalk before he was flattened by... Something. There wasn't actually any traffic, but Omelette had to learn that he couldn't just go bounding off onto the road because he may be killed.

"Omelette, you can't go bounding off onto the road like that! You could be killled next time! Flattened by a great big bus, or a car. Think how the driver will feel..." Pulling the husky done the sidewalk before the dog found it's set course and began to drag Luke, the blonde chuckle at how eager the adolescent hound was.

"Geez, Ommy, we're only going to the grocery store... Now that you mention it, how am I gonna hold onto you while carrying the shopping... Clearly didn't think this through..."