jam â open
Lillian had surprised him over the holidays, since she had given him a basket of jam and cheese. He wasnât sure if it was a joke, since his name was Jamie. Although to be honest he really loved jam. The cheese was good too. They werenât on duty today, so he spent the time outside eating at a bench. The weather had gotten colder. Honestly, it would have been better to eat at home.
Then again he wouldnât be able to enjoy the snow and the children playing about. It was funny to see one of them slip and fall, since they dragged another kid into toppling over with them. Toast with jam he brought along with cheese. Any other person may have looked at him funny for eating such things. Considering it was winter and why on earth would someone just eat jam on bread without peanut butter?
I wonder if another kidâs gonna fall soon. It would be nice to see before I finish and leave.
Caleb had been guilty of not taking Agatha on walks the past couple days. He blamed it on his schedule being more erratic than usual. So today, when he knew he had enough time to walk his beloved pooch and picked up the leash, Agathaâs tail wagged in anticipation. Perhaps she felt bored lazing around with only Walt the hamster for company with Caleb being too busy with work.
Agatha was certainly excited about being outside again, barking every now and then at something she saw. The collar he bought her for Christmas was hidden by the aqua blue scarf she was wearing for warmth on a chilly day.
Heâd been lost in thought thinking about one of his recent patients when he noticed a figure sitting on a bench, eating something. Once he got closer, he could recognize the figure asâŠoh dear.
Caleb knew Jamie Mikov as one of the kennel assistants, but heâd never spoken a word with him. Partly because of never having the chance, but also because Caleb could subconsciously garnish Mikov didnât appreciate Woofio to say the least. So heâd taken measures to avoid him.
It was odd seeing him like this, eating bread with jam and cheese on top (which was a strange combination, but Caleb supposed everyone had their tastes). Yet maybe it was better to just not approach him, being Woofio or not being Woofio.
At least, thatâs what he wanted to do, except Agatha was gazing at the cheese on the manâs bread intently and wouldnât budge. Heâd noticed she seemed to like the stuff for some reason. Caleb bent down to make eye contact with the shepherd collie mix.
âAgatha, itâs rude to stare at peopleâs food, you knowâŠâ
They were waiting for one of the children to fall, but he spotted someone familiar. Itâs not Jamie hated Caleb or anything, but the dog head the other wore unnerved him to no end. The eyes that thing bore was disturbing, and honestly he wanted nothing more to yank the thing off in order to see who Caleb really was. Either way he never did it simply because he respected the others space. Caleb probably had their own reasons after all.
Still, he pretended not to see the other and continued munching on their lunch. Come on kid, just fall already! However Jamie could feel someone, or something watch him. A dog, more specifically Calebâs dog. Jamie himself had a dog of his own, so he could tell the canine wanted hid food. Although he would be lying if he wasnât amused by the other trying to stop their canine from gazing at his food.
Getting up from the bench he walked over to the pair, not caring if Caleb was disturbed by him. They werenât exactly friends after all. Didnât mean that he could act like a jerk to the canine. He respected animals more than other people. Kneeling and petting the canine, he gave them the rest of their lunch. âHere you go girl, enjoy.â A warm smile he gave the canine, as he began standing up. âDonât cause anymore trouble to your owner, theyâve gotten little free time these days.â
Finally glancing at the other his smile faded to their grumpy resting face. âNice dog you got there.â It was a strange thing to comment on, but at least they werenât flat out ignoring them.
