A Turning Point

“He really likes you…” I said with a smile.

Time for Little Hayden to earn some favor points so that he can keep his name and also his life. Hayden looked down at the puppy and sighed again. I wondered if he regretted getting the little thing and prayed that that wasn’t so.

“What did you want to show me?” Hayden asked.

“You bought dog toys, right? I was with Little Hayden earlier in the garden, but I was too busy working on my sketches, so he had to play all alone…” I mumbled.

“And?” Hayden urged to me to get to my point.

Well…

“I was just thinking that it’ll be nice if you could…you know…play with him a little outside. Of course, when you have the time like on the weekends…” I suggested hesitantly as I reached out a hand to stroke Little Hayden for some courage.