Owen was more than a bit like a wounded puppy. But, like puppies he could be charmed and encouraged without too much effort and so was the effect of her laugh on him. It rolled over him bringing a sense of ease that she hadn’t been offended or put off by any of his awkward remarks. He would practice at being less..odd in the future. Nodding, “sure we will,” he agreed quietly and almost believed it.
As the dust and grime were washed from the shepherd, Owen felt increasingly self-conscious about his own unkempt appearance. With little effect to make himself more presentably, he raked his fingers through blonde tufts that seemed to want to clump together in its unwashed state. He gave up on his hair and took to picking dirt from his fingernails as Jules relayed the story of Blue. He paused for a minute at his task and frowned disapprovingly when he learned of the dog’s tragic origins.
“I used hand signals with the canines that worked with my unit.” He offered this tidbit like a shy school boy pushing half a sandwich to a friend who forgot their lunch. That’s how Jules seemed to him when she stopped her story - somewhat abashed that she’d rambled on at him. It felt appropriate to share something. Anything.
“But, you know, I’m sure ours aren’t the same as what you use. So, I’d like to learn yours, of course.” The military had left Owen with the need to mitigate whatever impression he thought his commentary might have made. Had he really thought that noting that he knew military hand signals would come across as an unwillingness to learn the system Jules used? It occurred to him as a strong enough possibility to require the issuing of a pre-emptive correction.
Concerned for the state of Odin’s ears and what it said about his dog ownership, Owen knelt by the shepherd while the medication was administered. “Oh shit really? I’m sorry buddy.” He ruffled the damp fur along the dog’s back and patted his side vigorously to comfort the animal who shook his head in resistance to the serum placed in his ears.
While Jules dried herself off, Owen slipped Odin a treat from his pocket and praised him for being obedient for his bath. Not that it had been a particularly difficult task for the dog who seemed to rather enjoy the experience. “We’ll sleep on a bed tonight.” When he said ‘bed’ the dog’s head cocked to the side and ears pricked as if he understood the word.
He rose and patted his pockets for his wallet at the mention of closing their transaction. “Sure. Thanks again.”
As the dust and grime were washed from the shepherd, Owen felt increasingly self-conscious about his own unkempt appearance. With little effect to make himself more presentably, he raked his fingers through blonde tufts that seemed to want to clump together in its unwashed state. He gave up on his hair and took to picking dirt from his fingernails as Jules relayed the story of Blue. He paused for a minute at his task and frowned disapprovingly when he learned of the dog’s tragic origins.
“I used hand signals with the canines that worked with my unit.” He offered this tidbit like a shy school boy pushing half a sandwich to a friend who forgot their lunch. That’s how Jules seemed to him when she stopped her story - somewhat abashed that she’d rambled on at him. It felt appropriate to share something. Anything.
“But, you know, I’m sure ours aren’t the same as what you use. So, I’d like to learn yours, of course.” The military had left Owen with the need to mitigate whatever impression he thought his commentary might have made. Had he really thought that noting that he knew military hand signals would come across as an unwillingness to learn the system Jules used? It occurred to him as a strong enough possibility to require the issuing of a pre-emptive correction.
Concerned for the state of Odin’s ears and what it said about his dog ownership, Owen knelt by the shepherd while the medication was administered. “Oh shit really? I’m sorry buddy.” He ruffled the damp fur along the dog’s back and patted his side vigorously to comfort the animal who shook his head in resistance to the serum placed in his ears.
While Jules dried herself off, Owen slipped Odin a treat from his pocket and praised him for being obedient for his bath. Not that it had been a particularly difficult task for the dog who seemed to rather enjoy the experience. “We’ll sleep on a bed tonight.” When he said ‘bed’ the dog’s head cocked to the side and ears pricked as if he understood the word.
He rose and patted his pockets for his wallet at the mention of closing their transaction. “Sure. Thanks again.”
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