Real life or fantasy? LOL. In real life, probably a dog or cat. My hope is that being a cyborg they live a lot longer. It breaks my heart that I only get to spend a short amount of time with them before they die. Sniff… I still miss Pixie Missile. She loved to run and she loved to hunt – moles. LOL.
She was also great at tracking. I remember when we were teaching her. My husband would place a piece of roast beef in a sock. He put Pixie in the house, closed the curtain and would drag the sock around the yard. Then, he would follow the path back to the door. He brought her outside, let her sniff sock, then told her to go find the roast beef. She was amazing! What was even funnier is the roast beef he left out on the counter kept disappearing off the paper towel. It took us longer to figure out she was getting it without moving the paper towel than it did for her to learn to track where he hid the meat. LOL. I really miss her.
“Do you find Matrix attractive?”
Jana paused as she set the items she was holding down on the counter. She stared at the picture hanging above the sink, Follow your heart and you’ll always be at home. She swallowed and nodded.
“Might I remind you that we just met less than an hour ago?” She retorted before her gaze softened on the back door and she continued. “Still, he’s different. It isn’t like anything will come of it,” she went on, clearing her throat. “I’m just an ordinary girl from the backwoods of Michigan. How could someone like him be interested in me?” Her lips twisted and she glanced back down at K-Nine. “Besides, we are literally worlds apart. I don’t think a long distance relationship would work.”
K-Nine released a soft sneeze and walked over to the door. He pushed it open with his head before holding it in place with a broad shoulder. Turning his head, he looked back at her.
“You are perfect the way you are, Jana,” K-Nine replied. “You are also the first female ever to knock out Matrix. That is almost unheard of for a Zion warrior. I can’t wait to share that with the rest of the unit.”
“Go help your friend,” Jana scolded, turning away. She glanced over her shoulder at the huge wolfhound, who was anything but normal. “And don’t you dare tell anyone about me knocking him out. Something tells me that he might not appreciate that very much.”
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