A few minutes ago, I was in the dining room, watching CSI: Miami. I then heard Toby, our dog, bark a couple of times. I figured it was one of the guards doing rounds in the village.
A couple of minutes later, I heard him growl. It was strange because it was the first time I heard him growl. It didn't sound cute at all. If you haven't seen our dog, you would have imagined it to be of a larger breed. Anyway, his growl made me feel uneasy.
Dogs have this 6th sense of who's friend and who's fiend right?
I looked back at the window and tried to make something out. Suddenly, the street light went out. I couldn't see anything anymore. What bothered me was that the light inside the house was on and I realized I can be seen from the outside.
Cautiously, I turned off the TV(damn! and they were getting into my fave part: the DNA sampling) and turned off all the lights. I made soft steps and went back to the window. I kept my head low and peered through the blinds. The light in the street lamp was on again. I could hear Toby scruffling about. Still, I really felt uneasy with the situation.
When Toby growled in the direction of the gate, that meant someone was outside right? But if it had to be the guard or the man in-charge of the water rationing, they should have used the doorbell, right? And Toby would've recognized them because they come to the house almost everyday.
At least, I'm glad we have a dog who warns us if there are people or not. But with too much stuff going on around, I really don't feel at ease anymore.
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