You were strolling along through town, a large, long-haired, black and red German shepherd at your side. You didn't really have to worry about anyone bothering you because most of your friends said that your dog was quite large. Some even went so far as to say that she resembled a small bear. She didn't seem that big to you, honestly. But that was because you knew the truth; Chloe was a big, fluffy, teddy bear. She wouldn't harm a fly.
You were on the last leg of your daily walk. You were ready to curl up and read a book or watch a movie, and Chloe was ready for a bowl of coffee. That's right. Coffee. Your dog loved coffee. Chloe had used to be your best friend, Cass's, dog and you had laughed the first time you had watched the fluffy animal lap up a bowl of coffee that had just enough cream to make it a golden color. Cass had gotten married to a man named Gilbert and the awesomeness-radiating couple had moved to Gilbert's home country of Germany. Chloe couldn't go and Cass had asked you if you would take care of her beloved, coffee-drinking, flashlight-chasing, talkative, and aging dog.
You agreed since you couldn't deny that you too were attached to Chloe. She was the perfect pet, not requiring any training and only needed a good brushing about twice a week. Plus her coffee every day, but you didn't mind making it for her. You walked past an alley when Chloe's head lifted, her ears perked. She went to the entrance of the alley and sniffed the air before looking at you, her tail wagging slightly. You went back and patted her head. "What is it, girl? What'd you find?" Chloe padded further into the alley and sniffed at a cardboard box that lay on its side.
You approached the box and crouched down, and peered inside. There, curled up into a shivering, fuzzy ball, was a golden-furred puppy. He looked to be no older than six weeks. His frightened eyes were glued to you and you couldn't help but marvel at the color; they were a beautiful, light, icy blue color. A black patch was on his upper back and it covered his shoulders, formed a half collar around his neck, and reached down to his "elbows". You slowly reached a hand in towards him, "Hey, buddy... Are you all alone?" The pup stood quickly and pinned back his floppy ears, a high-pitched sound coming from his throat. You assumed it was supposed to be a growl and you couldn't help but mentally squee.
Chloe poked her head into the box and before the pup could object, her big, wet tongue swiped over his face. The puppy yelped in surprise and ended up falling over backwards. Chloe's tail swept the air and she panted softly, looking rather proud of herself. You giggled and picked up the small pup and cuddled him close. He tensed up and then looked up at you with those amazing eyes of his. You smiled and stroked his soft ears, "It's okay...I won't hurt you." He seemed to ponder your words before slowly cuddling into you.
You gave his little head one last pat before exiting the alley and continuing towards your house. Chloe trotted ahead, acting more alert now as if she felt like it was her duty to escort you and the puppy safely home. You reached your house and unlocked the front door before stepping inside, Chloe right behind you. You set the dozing puppy down on the couch and crouched down in front of it, studying the small, sleeping dog. "Hmm... He needs a name. What about...Ludwig? What do you think, Chloe?" Chloe glanced at you as she headed to the kitchen as if to say, "I don't care. I want my coffee." You rolled your eyes before following her and getting her a bowl of coffee.
You returned to the couch as Chloe lapped up her treat. Little Ludwig, or Luddy as you had dubbed him to suit his adorable puppyness, was still fast asleep. You smiled and watched him for a moment before going to the bathroom. You had just turned the shower on when a soft scratching and crying came from the other side of the door. You opened it, not bothering to put on any clothes since there was no one else there, and Luddy scampered into the bathroom and hopped his front paws up onto your calf, pawing at you as he whined.
You "aww"ed and scooped him up, cradling him close to your bare chest as you baby-talked him, "Poor, wittle, Luddy... Did you get scawed? I'm so sowwy, baby..." Movement caught your eye and you looked at the doorway. Chloe sat there, her face blank and her ears held in a way that asked, "Really...? WTF are you doing?" You blushed and stuck your tongue out at her, "Shut up..." You sat Luddy down and patted his head, "I have to get a shower, okay? I won't take very long."
You got into the shower and had just started washing your hair when more heartbroken whimpering and crying came from the other side of the curtain. Before you could do anything, Ludwig scrambled his way into the tub and hopped up against your legs again, pawing frantically at you. You couldn't help but feel your heart break a bit at his actions, and you quickly picked him up and hugged him close. Since he cried whenever you put him down, you just held him in one arm and used the other hand to wash yourself. He ended up getting clean too.
You got out of the shower and dried off before wrapping Luddy in the towel. You carried him to your room and set him on your bed while you pulled on some pajamas. Chloe came into the room and jumped up onto your bed as well. You crawled under the covers and hugged the little pup close while Chloe stretched out beside you. Luddy cuddled into your chest and soon, his soft wheezes were heard along with Chloe's occasional snores. You kissed the spot right between his ears and smiled, whispering softly as you dozed off, "Goodnight, Luddy...I love you."