He was ordinary. Jackson Overland was an ordinary person, who lived a fairly ordinary lifestyle in the most fairly ordinary house just near the stretch of forest that surrounded the ordinary town-- but somehow, he always found his company occupied with the most not-so-ordinary guest. Having his evenings consumed by a certain furry friend became rather routine in his schedule over the amount of time since their first encounter.
Admittedly, it was a rough start when Jackson had taken a stroll through designated paths through the dense thicket of forest trees and had suddenly caught attention from, what he'd first assumed, was a bear. After that, their meetings had became more and more frequent; but rather were they meets when the damned thing would show up unannounced and howling just beyond the threshold of his house. That of which, a few times he was certain the animal would blow his house down if not designated attention soon.
It was no feral wolf though, to much of his surprise, when finally the young man had swallowed down his courage enough to give it a scratching behind the ears when it commanded his attentionf or a consecutive night. He had a tag with a number and address to a woman's house named Sera-something-or-other. And it was customary just as that-- the "dog" would come and reluctantly go with his aid back to where he belonged.
But, honestly, how hard was it to keep that damned thing inside?
This meeting on this particular night was nothing special. Routinely, his presence became known after a howl or two and was soon greeted by roughly knocking him from his feet and licking into his hair for some "cleaning" as he presumed by now. "Okay-- Okay-- Thanks boy-- Stars, okay, lemme up!" And once allowed to, the beat was given a few pats to the head as compensation. "Fuck, what does that Sera feed you? An elephant every night? C'mon. Let's get you home, again."
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