He pauses with trepidation as he hears the toenails tapping above his head. He can not comprehend how it is possible for that noise to be coming from the ceiling. He listens intently. More tapping, pause, more tapping. Now a scurry across the living room ceiling into the kitchen. He cocks his head to one side listening. Nothing. Only silence. He sniffs the air and walks into the kitchen all the time looking up, listening. Another sound, a door, a bark. There it is. The culprit behind that tapping. He looks up knowing someone has invaded his territory. He stands on his hind legs, front paws in the air and barks. A loud bark letting him know he is not welcome on our ceiling.
Today’s Prompt was pause/paws and since we recently got new upstairs neighbors who have a dog, I decided to write about my dog who has a big problem with the fact that a dog now lives in our ceiling.
I am writing this as part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday and Just Jot It January
Aww, poor thing. But how cute! 🙂
This is a wonderful SoCs ~ I love the humour of your dog not being content with the “dog in the ceiling” – which, if one thinks about it – is really rather pointed and apt ~ being owned by 2 of the canine variety myself – I can understand 😉
Love the point of view.
Wonderful little tale! Love the descriptions and the intensity.
So cute and funny, although I would think your dog will figure it out sooner or later when the dog living in the ceiling is seen outside, that may not be any better, though. I want to move into a house so I can have a dog. No dogs, no cats, no critters at all where I am.
Love the stream of consciousness style of this story! I felt sorry for the poor puppy!!!
Aw, that’s adorable!