by Carl » July 20th, 2015, 6:50 am
After she left, Scamp remained in the yard for a few moments. He wanted to be wrong. He didn't want this reality to come, but he also knew that things would be terrible if anyone was left behind with no home. And he knew that he couldn't afford to assume things would be okay. After a moment, he went inside as well, finding himself a comfortable place to sleep (who needs to always use their bed?) and circled for a few seconds before flopping to the ground near the stairs, but not in front of them. He wouldn't want to get stepped on. The young canine had difficulties getting to sleep in the first place, and when he did, it wasn't restful sleep. He tossed and turned throughout the night, kicking with all four legs and rolling about, waking himself every now and then. All of it because of his troubled mind.
When he awoke near to daylight, he couldn't remember having had any dreams, but he was very tired. He padded over to the window and looked out at the predawn hour, feeling a bit glum and rather drowsy. His parents and sisters had been around, but they were all calm, normal. Sleeping soundly for the moment. He worried about them, but admittedly not as much as he did about himself and Angel. He yawned and rested his droopy head against the cool glass of the window, watching as the sun rose up to a typical morning height and dozing off slightly as he did so.