Regina
I felt myself falling backward, and waited for the pain of impact. My mind immediately flew to thoughts of the baby, and a deep, terrible fear that I might hurt her in the fall. But the ground never came, instead I landed neatly in Jeff’s arm’s. He caught me with a grunt, and stumbled back before he set me safely on the ground.
“What the hell was that?” Jeff grumbled. Otis was still barking madly, and jumping, like he was throwing his massive body into something. Then, he lept forward, plowed over a bunch of yellow and purple Johnny Jump-Ups, and then reared up and planted his front paws against my chest.
“Oh, Otis, get down. I’m fine,” I said, pushing the big dog down. “Don't’ you know that its bad manners to jump?”
“We are going to have to go back to basic obedience tra
