The Mastiff

A silly & stupid drabble

Every Thursday night to earn a little extra cash, I walk the dogs in my apartment complex around the block a few times. It’s a good gig, and one of the dogs has even taken a liking to me: a giant mastiff who licks my shoes whenever we hit a crosswalk. I noticed that Todd, the mastiff, not to be confused with his owner who has the same name, always waits outside his door whenever it’s time to go, the cash between his slobbery lips. I haven’t seen the real Todd in a while, not since he complimented my shoes.