

She was unlike anything he had seen before.
He had been looking out that window every day for the past four years, ever since his humans had rescued him from the trash can that he and his siblings had been tossed into and abandon. It was the best window in the house to see their car arriving home, even though it was mostly obscured by the woods that came nearly up to the house. He would wait there for hours, finding that his life was nothing at all without the ones who gave him the second chance to live. The labrador would sit there with his head resting on the sill, nose squished up against the glass, where he could sometimes be heard whining and howling for them to come home. It was nerve wracking really, when they went anywhere. He could never understand a word they were saying, so how was he supposed to know if they were coming back at all? He had been abandoned once, there was nothing to say that wouldn't happen again. And so it was there he was waiting for the two humans to return to him again when he saw the flash of pink.
But he was a dog, he wasn't supposed to be able to see pink. Or any variant of red, for that matter. So the color alone gave him such a shock that he jumped backward from the window, landing rather akwardly on his back. He looked back at the window to see a small pointed ear pink face staring in on him. It was a smallish looking canine, with strange thin sheets of color on its back. And it was staring right at him. Perhaps it was one of those dangerous creatures that lived in the woods that his friend Finch told him about. Or, the dogs all called him Finch. No one really understood the names that the humans kept calling them, so they usually made up their own. Though Finch seemed to know a lot about the woods, Dog was pretty sure that this was not one of those monsters. He crept slowly back up to the window, his ears perked and hair standing a little along the ridge of his back. And the thing just kept staring back at him. For a while they just watched each other, Dog with acute fear and awe, the pink thing with high curiosity.
"Why are you crying?" It finally spoke, once more sending the yellow lab onto his back. It was a girl's voice, somewhat quiet and soft like the wind through the trees. Again he scrabbled back onto his paws and walked back up to the window.
"You can talk!" He barked, pressing his head nearly flat against the glass as if this would somehow let him get a better look at the small odd canine.
"Of course I can." She responded, her face remaining calm and sweet, though her voice took something of an edge. She sounded almost annoyed, which was understandable. "I am a canine, just as you are. Why are you crying?" She asked again, her voice returning to normal.
"My humans have been gone for a while, and I miss them." He responded, sitting down again, with his forepaws on the sill. "I can always see their car from between that gap in the trees over there." He pointed with his nose, but the pink animal did not look.
"You cry a lot when they are gone." She said, and Dog lowered his head a little with a sheepish expression on his face. "Why? Are you bored without them? They give you a lot of stupid toys, so why don't you go play with them?" Stupid toys? Was she making fun of all the gifts that he treasured? She didn't look like she was joking, more like she was stating a fact instead of an insult.
"They are not stupid! I am not bored, I am just afraid that they won't ever come back. They never tell me where they are going, or if they will be coming back at all." This he tried to say with the same matter-of-fact voice that she was using, turning his chin up. The pink dog stared at him in complete silence for a while, making Dog nervious. What did she want? Why was she here? And why was she just staring at him? Shouldn't that have been his job? She was the strange one here!
"I will stay with you." She finally spoke, confusing Dog. "Until they come back, I will stay. I do not understand why you would remain with people who leave you to cry alone all the time. Your ways are odd indeed. But I do not like that you are left in this big cage to cry all day while your 'humans' are off enjoying life without you. So I will stay."