The snowflakes dotted his hair as he walked down the steps of my porch, taking my fat dog with him. My dog looked like a tan hotdog. Tobias slipped and fell over and I saw Grayson look around as if he was about to do something bad. "Don't drag him!"
Grayson groaned and leaned over, picking my dog back up. Tobias looked up at him with crossed eyes as his tongue slid out of his mouth. His breathing was heavy. I snorted as they walked four feet before my dog tipped over. Grayson would groan in frustration every time.
I watched as he angrily walked back towards my house, my obese dog in his arms. He put the dog down when he reached the steps. My dog hopped up them while he stormed up the stairs. At the top step, his foot slipped and he fell down the six steps. I laughed loudly, placing my ha
