When Sinbad returned home late that night, the dogs were sleeping contentedly in front of the TV. Clearly they could sleep through it even when the volume was turned all the way up. Not wishing to disturb them, he quietly made a cup of hot chocolate, and sat down to watch the tail end of an … Continue reading Booked Up
"So how'd our washing machine break again?" The smell of laundry detergent and shame was really starting to get to Shark's head. He stood next to the washing machines as Sinbad came back from choosing something out of the detergent machines. "One of the neighbor kids thought it'd be funny to fill the thing up … Continue reading Making A Clean Break
Sagebear made very sure to check Faridah's face for any leftover morsels after their dinner. She did have plenty of experience with children in her past life, but they weren't puppies, and they certainly weren't her own children. Regardless, said experience served her well, now that she had her own baby to take care of. … Continue reading Dog’s Life
"I guess it's time for all of us to go back inside, Faridah," Shark told his puppy as he picked her up and gently held her in his hands. Faridah seemed to understand what he was telling her. At least that's how it felt given her acting the way she was. Shark could just feel … Continue reading A Portrait Of A Starry Night
Shark was honestly not sure what exactly drove him to come back here. Nobody else seemed to be around, and he was already married, leaving the purpose of this place unneeded. It could've been he just needed to be away from the house. The people working on it weren't quite done (although they were close … Continue reading It’s What’s Inside That Counts, Right?
Sagebear could practically smell a change looming on the horizon. It was either that, or Faridah managed to get into one of Sinbad's cretonnade jars again. She was admittedly still trying to differentiate between the two. But whatever it was she was sniffing for, it was something big. She could just sense it. Seeing Shark … Continue reading What Could Be In Store?
(This is just a chapter that may or may not be a pathetic effort to pad out Autumn) After the two got back home, it was right to bed, after brushing their teeth and getting dressed in freshly laundered pajamas. Sinbad had gone to sleep right away. He was only asleep a few hours, though, … Continue reading Of Worldly Thoughts
The rotted jack-o-lantern on the table was a clear sign it was November. Shark had a rather sad look on his face as he grabbed a trash bag to put it in. He couldn't help but feel bad that Sinbad couldn't do anything with it now. Shark would've enjoyed some pumpkin pie or roasted pumpkin seeds. … Continue reading A Striking Date Night