You try to soothe the beast
In a flash the chocolate lab is all over you, and with a gleeful bark
it...it...it starts to, of all things, LICK you! In a mix of woofs
and slobber you realize that the dog recognizes you from somewhere.
Where, you have know iota of a clue.
You try to soothe the beast with a little song, one of the few things
that you remember. At the sound of your voice it rushes toward you at
full speed. Meanwhile, the child within is shouting with glee in
realization that they're not dreaming and that they DID get a dolly
for Christmas.
