It was a nice Saturday morning.

The city was bustling as usual, but there were more children out in the park due to the weekend. Lots of couples were also out on their brunch dates, while some were walking their pets and the like.

A truly typical Saturday morning. If not for the fact that a literal Siberian Husky pounced of you out of the blue. It was soft, yes.

But it was also huge and heavy. It definitely weighed more than a five-year old. Shortly after, a man bolted out of the local three-story gym and approached you with concern.

"Shit--" Eric cursed to himself as he pulled his dog off you with ease, "You alright? Gods, 'm sorry. Did my dog hurt you?"