Good god, please let me wake up from this nightmare. I think I got a fucking headache from all the barking and growling around here. "Shut the fuck up already!", I shouted, well in my mind at least, but for the other dogs in here, it sounds like an anger filled bark. Nobody seems to listen, because the incoherent barking continues without a break. Suddenly it's almost quite, just a few barks can be heard from the back of the room, where the ones are that have totally lost their mind. Here you could hear a pin drop. The dog - I think it's a Chihuahua - which is also in my cage, seemed to lose it all right now. He's running around like a maniac across the one square meter cage. The door at the end of the line of cages opened and bright sunlight shines into our dark prison. "Hey Doggie, calm down. They're only bringing food.", I try to calm the Chihuahua down, but he only looks at me with wide eyes, stands stiff for a moment before he runs across the cage mumbling something about 'not food' 'visitor' and 'taken home'. I roll my eyes and lay down on the cold cement. Who cares which dog the visitor will take? I certainly won't live as someones little doggie pup wearing cute little dresses. No fucking way! I close my eyes and try to think of something else. At least I'm not color blind like the rest of the dogs here. It would creep me the fuck out to see everything in different colors. I mean, I was an ad exec and I know how colors look. *°*°*°*°*°*°*° "Mr. Taylor, please follow me, so that I can show you our dogs.", the young man behind the counter waved his hand in the direction of the door behind him. Justin stood there and frowned. He wasn't sure anymore if it was the right decision to buy a dog so that Wolfram wouldn't scratch his nails on his canvases. He sighed. 'Well, it's too late now. I already signed the papers.', he thought and followed the young man into the the dark room behind him. A chill ran down his back. The room was really dark and the only light in the room was coming from the open door. "Is it always so dark in here?", Justin asked and the animal keeper nodded his head. "Yeah, we keep it dark in here, so that the dogs don't notice how long they stay in here." Justin stood still and frowned again. He looked left and right, and noticed all the sad looking dogs. 'And he thinks the dogs won't notice? What a fool.', he thought and shook his head. They walked along the way and Justin looked in all cages, so that he didn't miss one dog. That's when he saw him. A black Labrador Retriever. Grown up and right now sound asleep, or so it seemed. He stepped closer to the cage of this particular dog and jumped backwards surprised, when suddenly the dog opened his eyes and looked at him with meaningful hazel eyes. For a moment he was mesmerized by the eyes of the dog, the eyes reminded him of eyes he'd seen once before, but he couldn't think of where he had seen them before, but then the dog growled and turned around. "What's with him?", Justin turned around to the animal keeper, frowning. "I don't really know. He kind of acts weird. Doesn't like to be around the female ones, always growling when he's around them.", the animal keeper, answered what made Justin frown even deeper. He looked back to the black Labrador. "Female-phobe?", Justin asked and laughed. He was being silly. How was it possible that a dog didn't like being around female ones? Unless... "Can dogs be gay?", he asked and Sebastian, the animal keeper, looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "I don't know Mr. Taylor, but if they can, this one certainly could be one of 'them'.", Sebastian answered and this time it was Justin who was raising his eyebrow. He looked up and down at the animal keeper, checking him out. Good thing that the homophobes always were ugly ones. Okay, most of them, but this one definitely fit in the category. Justin rolled his eyes and turned to dog again. Which still has turned his back to him. He stepped closer to the cage again and bended down, to be on eye-level with the dog if the dog would turn around. "Must be hell to live around all these girls.", he whispered more to himself. "Hey Buddy, turn around please.", he whispered and Justin notices how the dog seemed to grow stiff for a moment before he turned around again and looked directly at him with his big hazel eyes. Something seemed to click in Justin's head at this moment, something about the dog wasn't quite right. Something seemed to be a little off, and curiosity always was one of his weaknesses. "I'll take him.", he said out loud to no one in particular and at the same moment he noticed that the dog rolled his eyes and yelped. "Hey, why are you rolling your eyes? I'm rescuing you from all these females around here. You should be lucky that I really need a dog that won't bite me in my dick when he sees me walking around naked.", Justin who had his back to the animal keeper didn't notice the flinch of Sebastian. Another bark was to be heard from the dog and the animal keeper stepped forward to open the cage. "You're really sure you want to have THIS dog? I mean, he's quite aggressive.", as the animal keeper stepped closer to the cage the growl of the dog got some nuances deeper. 'Well pal, he isn't. He's just gay and sniffs breeders when they are miles away. That's why he doesn't like you. Add the fact that you're a homophobe and BAM that dog would have your nuts if you weren't the one who brings his food.' "Just let him out. I can handle him.", and with that said the cage opened and the dog walked forward in front of Justin. °*°*°*°*°*°*° "Why me Blondie? At least I hope you will give me a fitting name.", I bark when I stand in front of the young blond boy ass. And what a fine ass that is. Why couldn't I meet him when I was human? No, I have to meet him when I'm a fucking dog. I shouldn't have messed with Mysterious Merilyn. I just pissed her off one time too many. But damn, that animal keeper guy is ugly, and a homophobe too. I hope Blondie here has enough brains in his cute little head to not piss this guy off. Did I just said cute? Screw that. See, this being a dog is already starting to mess with my head. I can only hope that it doesn't get worse. "So pal, are you gay?" Ohh. How I wish I could raise an eyebrow right now. What do you think? I can't stand to be around all these females. Did you think I had my dog days or what? I roll my eyes again and bark. You know Blondie, as cute as you are, you seem to be kind of dumb. Of course I'm fucking gay. "Thought so.", Blondie says and smiles. Holy fucking shit. That smile... Well, now I know why he's kind of dumb. With that smile no one would call him on his shit. Even I would say 'Fuck it' and drag him to the next bathroom, if he would smile at me that way. How did dogs show that they like something? Barking certainly won't show the kid that I care. Well, don't think just do it Kinney. I jump and push Blondie down with my paws on his chest. The guy looks kind of dumbstruck right now. I lean forward and lick his cheek. "You're cute.", I whisper in his ear... Wait a fucking second, I didn't just... No fucking way, I'm Brian fucking Kinney for Christ sake, not Michael, but nevertheless I whined. "Oh, you want to get out of here, huh?", the blond whispers and scratchs me behind my ear. "Well, that's not exactly what I meant, but if you say so.", I say and he only hears me bark. He continues to scratch me behind my ears and I lean my head in his hand. Who am I to complain? I mean, it's not like anyone was gentle to me when I was a human, start with my parents end with Debbie. So, it's kind of good to get a little attention in a gentle way. "What will you call him?" Mister Homophobe asks Blondie who looks at me with his bottom lip between his teeth, thinking. He tilts his head and leans forward, looks me straight in the eyes. "I'll call him Cooper.", he says and there it is again. His smile. *°*°*°*°*°*°