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Erin let her hand fall down beside the chair and he walked over wagging his tail and happily licked it. His
normally stark white fur was dingy and dusty from all his running around outdoors. When she wouldn t scratch
his back like he wanted, he walked away from her and headed over to his water bowl next to the back door.
She smiled after him, always endeared by the little deaf dog. Once at his water bowl, he dug in it with his front
paws, splashing the water up on his fur, getting his water cloudy with dirt in the process. Once the water was
almost completely brown, he lowered his head and drank from it heartily.
Erin laughed out loud at his behavior and Henderson emerged from the house carrying a long lighter and metal
grill brush.
"What s so funny?" She asked as she set them both down on the shelf attached to the grill. She realized that she
hadn t seen Erin smile in a long while.
"Jack." Erin said pointing.
Henderson followed the direction of her finger and looked down just in time to see Jack try to lie completely
down in his water bowl.
"Jack!" Henderson shouted, smacking her palms up against her cheeks. "You re filthy!" She walked over to him
and he looked up at with his tongue hanging large and flat from his mouth.
"He s hot." Erin said sticking up for him as she continued to laugh.
"If you feel so sorry for him then you can be the one who gives him a bath." Henderson turned and eyed her
mischievously with her hands on her hips. She bit her lower lip and Erin noticed and felt emotion swirl in her
tummy where seconds before the gnawing had been.
She stood from her chair and approached Jack with a large smile on her face. She looked over at Henderson and
tipped her wine glass at her.
"Fine. I would be more than happy to. You cook and I ll& " She looked back down at Jack as he started to dig
again at the remaining water splashing her in the process. "Clean." She finished as Henderson began to laugh.
"Ok, Jack. This is going to be fun, ok?" Erin eyed him cautiously, completely unconvinced herself.
Jack stood staring at her from the center of the bath tub with his ears back and his tail tucked between his legs,
scared to death as to what she was about to do to him.
Warm water lapped at his belly and Erin dipped the cup in the bath to scoop up some water. Jack looked over at
the cup as she brought it closer. She tipped it at his head, figuring she would wet the hardest part first. As soon
as the water hit his head, Jack bolted from the tub, gripping the side with his front paws, pulling his hinds legs
up to spring up and over Erin who sat kneeling by the tub.
"Jack!" She screamed in surprise as she tried to catch him. His body was slick with water and he slid with ease
right through her hands landing behind her and sprinting as fast as he could out the door.
She turned and crawled her way up into a stance and quickly gave chase. She rounded out the door of the
bathroom and turned left into the kitchen area where Henderson stood staring in amazement with a pair of tongs
in her hand.
"Jack!" Erin screamed again running after the wet trail that streaked along the floor. She caught a brief sight of
him as he darted through the sitting room to the right of the kitchen, hopping along the sofa as he went, his butt
tucked in hurried excitement. She threw herself across the end of the sofa, thinking for sure she could nab him,
but Jack merely jumped over her and made his way to the stairs.
Erin shot up from the couch and glanced at Henderson as she reached the bottom of the stairs. The other woman
was still standing in the same position, tongs in hand up in the air. Only now her mouth was open in complete
awe of the scenario unfolding in front of her.
Erin darted up the stairs as quick as she could; knowing what was up there and promising that if Jack was doing
what she thought he was doing& he was soon to be a dead dog, instead of just a deaf one.
She reached the top of the stairs and stood looking into the large loft area. The king sized bed sat in the center
with a large window overlooking the front yard flanking it. She eyed the bed as she approached, her eyes
squinting as she observed the disheveled covers.
Suddenly, the lump under the covers moved and Jack emerged, jumping and hopping about in circles.
"You little shit!" Erin said as she threw herself onto the bed. Jack avoided her easily and pounced like an agile
kitten on top of her, barking at her with excitement while nipping at her hair.
Erin rolled again, trying to catch the wet dog with her hands but Jack had sprung to the other side of the bed,
barking and nipping the air, tail wagging. She flung towards him and he ducked under the covers. Erin growled
back at him in frustration and she too, delved under the covers in hot pursuit.
Feeling around for the wet, white fur she could so strongly smell she found him tucked into a ball near the edge
of the bed.
"Gotcha!" she yelled in victory, encircling Jack in her arms and in doing so, tumbling to the floor in a tangled
heap of wet fur and bed clothes.
Applause came from the loft landing and Erin looked over to find Henderson grinning from ear to ear as she
clapped. Boy would I love to be in Jack s position right about now.
"You two are better than the Stooges." She smirked, trying hard to swallow back her growing desire for the
blonde.
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