Molly dragged Princess downstairs and quickly moved back and closed the door behind her.
What followed were wild moans and the sound of the bed frame hitting the wall.
“Well that works out for me. It’s now or never.”
David went into the living room. Looking for anything with a hook that he might use to swing open the dresser door. His view fell on the poker next to the fireplace. Perfect that should do the trick.
Only a chair was needed next. The kitchen was not far but dragging a wooden chair across the floor would make a lot of noise. He decided to take his time and slowed down his progress to minimize the noise.
A while later the chair was left of the dresser door. Far enough for it to not block it when he would try to open its door. He picked up the poker with his jaw. Paying attention that the hook would look upwards. It took him many attempts to get the tip of the hook between the small space between the door and the frame but he still managed to find a spot. Swinging it open on the other hand wasn’t as easy as expected.
Sometimes his movement would cause the hook to lose its spot and the door fell back into the frame. This continued for a while until the door was at a tipping point not falling back.
Instantly he pushed the chair into position, securing the door. He jumped on top of the chair and got a good view of the dressers inside. David could feel the tension, this was the moment. He was so close to escape his canine prison and become a human again. He just needed the zipper to come down. With his forelegs he tried to stand up as his dog body would allow, leaning on the wooden edge of the shelf. Just a bit more up. The zipper was on the top shelf.
“Fuck it I’m not going to give up when I’m so close.” he thought as he bit into the wooden plate of the shelf and yanked on it. With all of his weight he leaned back, when in a quick moment the resistance stopped and the entire shelf and its content fell off towards the ground, with David following them.
“Ouch, that hurt more than I expected. Now where is the zipper.” he thought as he looked around on the ground. Spread out on the floor was Molly’s sewing supply. Yarn, threads, seam rippers and so on. Slowly panicking he looked all over the area when he saw the zipper lodged between the ventilation grids close to the bottom.
“Oh man, my heart is about to explode from all this roller coaster of emotions. Fuck yes I did it! David is back! Humanity here I come!” he barked out loud in excitement.
Starting to think more of himself like a human again he tried to grab the zipper with his hand but only pushed his paw against it.