[ WP ] Write a happy story about a dog .

Watching the table. Hands moving, the flash of silver, moving upward. A mouth of flat teeth - the home of kind sounds and harsh - opening, closing, opening. Endless. 
 
 They bark, all together, it's their tail-wag. A morsel falls, bounces, it's on the floor! My heart jumps, I jump, delicious... I am slower than I once was, but I'm quick. 
 
 I settle back and wait. The man notices me and barks a kindness. His hand flutters down and flicks - it's flying! I am flying and my jaws snap open and shut and it is gone. The man rubs my head. I lean into him. I remember a day long ago when he led me out of the concrete unpleasantness to that mysterious thing, a ride. The wind blowing into me and his hand rubbing my back. I am young again.
