UNDER CONSTRUCTION : Exploring imaginations

Ting tong.. It was 4AM at Lucknow, I was sleeping with my Bruno, my tall, brown doberman dog who was only six months old. We were both at my extra large king sized bed, pulling blanket at each other's side struggling to get out of the bed to open main gate. Bruno was a complete stubborn dog, who was a dozen more lazier than me. Finally, he pulled whole blanket to him and now I have to get up to open that shitty door to see who the hell is irritating us in this december's morning. Controlling over my yawns and anger as well I put on my glasses and started searching door keys. Damn! there was no one outside the house. Slowly rubbing my glasses inside my glasses, I looked all around and was in the way to close the door back. Suddenly I heard a soft voice coming from the box which was lying beside my feet. I looked down to see what is inside that box. "Aww, a cute baby cat!"I exclaimed. She jumped on my hands and started licking my face. "Meow meow"her voice was so cute. But my Bruno didn't liked her voice and started barking loudly from bedroom. She, the cat was looking at me with her hopeful eyes in an expectation that I should adopt her, and yes I wanted to do so, but Bruno will not gonna cooperate me in this. I was only thinking about whether to adopt that cat or not. Suddenly Bruno, barking loudly jumped towards cat in an intention to harm her. The cat jumped from my arms and converted into a lion and my Bruno, t three feet tall doberman dog converted into a bulldog and started fighting with that lion who was cat earlier. A complete scenario of war was in front of my eyes and I was standing confusingly over there, calculating about what the hell is happening inside my house. Everything was messed up like hell. Before I could take any action, blood spots spreaded all over my face. My screams and lion's roar was enough to describe that Bruno is no more. I was completely numb at the moment. But this wasn't over yet. I was his next prey.