Literature
Canine at College Part 2
Part 2: Sorority Pet The sorority house is pretty big, with a large living room complete with an L couch, TV, and a few chairs. A connecting kitchen that seems well stocked, a hallway leading to a bathroom and laundry room, a dining room with a table for at least twelve, and a staircase leading to the second floor with the bedrooms. I’ve never been to a sorority house before, in fact, I’ve never even been to Greek Row before, I tried to avoid it. But here I am, on a leash, being led into the living room by three sorority girls. Once I’m inside, I’m almost immediately deafened by the squeals of half a dozen different college girls as they rush me. Kenna leads me to the living room as the girls come forward, and after they figure out that I’m friendly, they quickly begin bombarding me with pets. Usually, I try to make the most of my time as a dog, it isn’t very fun, but if I try I can usually entertain or even enjoy myself. But this? This was heaven. Being pet always feels amazing, so
