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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2016 8:03 am
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The pet store was a dangerous, dangerous place.
Nathaniel kept going back to it, in spite of this danger; he couldn't really help himself, because everything in it was simply wonderful, and his desperate longing for a pet or a companion was almost overwhelming at times, his empty apartment more pronounced than ever. He knew he couldn't afford a dog, and yet -
And yet, here he was, wandering down the street once more to find himself back at the pet store.
Except this time there was someone else there as well, looking at the bundles of puppies with a smile on his face. Nathaniel cast him a quick glance, then looked back at the window, his heart melting. One of the puppies was climbing over its siblings to get to the top, paws pressed against the glass.
"They're adorable, aren't they?" Nathaniel asked, somewhat wistfully. "I wish I could take them all home."
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2016 10:57 am
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"My aunt's got three dogs, back home. They're a pain, but I miss them. I like small dogs," Jordan said thoughtfully. "Maybe a pom. No chihuahuas, though, they're bitey. But mutts are great too." He shrugged. "I've got a studio apartment, a job, and classes, so no dog for me now. Maybe I should volunteer at the shelter, I bet they need their dogs walked sometimes." He watched the puppies wrestling, and put his hand on the window for a moment.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2016 4:49 pm
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"Poms are great," said Nathaniel agreeably. "I like small dogs too, but I think if I could get a dog, I'd get a nice big one, like a German Shepherd or a Husky or something like that. Maybe a pit bull, those always get a bad rep but they're such nice dogs, I had a neighbor once with one."
A laugh escaped him, rueful and wistful.
"Yeah, my apartment is one room with a bathroom and that's it," said Nathaniel, and then he added curiously, "Can you volunteer at the shelter to walk dogs? I've never heard of that before."
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2016 6:57 am
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"Yes, or being loved to death," Nathaniel said agreeably, laughing. "I find pit bulls just giant lovebugs, they are cuddly creatures; my neighbor's dog kept trying to bowl me over every time I walked past him on my way home from school."
The idea of volunteering at the shelter was a good one, his smile widening. "I have...well, not a grandiose amount of time," Nathaniel admitted. "But I could probably make time for dogs."
After a pause, he stuck out his hand.
"I'm Nathaniel, by the way."
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 7:29 am
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Nathaniel, who had never been on a family vacation, couldn't say that he did know; but he offered Jordan a smile anyway.
"I like rain, but I dunno if I could live in place that only rained," he said with a small laugh, thinking of Other Ashdown. "It would drown all of my plants, plus there's just something' nice about havin' the sun when y'can. Sunny days are good for the soul."
He hiked up his bag a little further, Nathaniel blinking at the other. "Oh, I'm from South Carolina. And a bit more of the East Coast, but mostly Carolina. I hadn't really gone anywhere else 'til I came up here."
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