Wally
Out of the car, stretching after the three
hours sat in the backseat with my head on a pillow, wedged between the seat-belt
and the window. The realization that we are here rushes into focus through
bleary eyes. The wind cools the side of my face where I’ve dribbled down my
chin. Then I’m on!
Throwing the book in my left hand and the
slime from the Ghost-busters figurine in my right, into the car door and
slamming it shut, just shoving the pillow in at the last second before it
closes on it. I run to the door wailing with pure excitement and total love.
I lift up the letterbox and peer in poking
my fingers through and shout “Wally, Wally” he runs to the door with so much
energy and he bounces up and down licking my fingers as he reaches up. That
familiar click of the lock and sticky foam round the edges of the door peeling
apart, and the door opens. My Granddad standing there with his big smile, before he
has a chance to speak, I dive through his legs and straight onto the floor.
Then the greeting fully begins and Wally licks me all over my face and goes from
left or right with so much excitement he may blow all his senses.
I love Wally so much and he loves me!
Jamie
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