Gemotions

He saw the fluffy white Samoyed bound across the lawn, chasing a rogue soccer ball. A sudden tightening in Leo's chest made him want to collapse. He hadn’t been expecting this.

He had just put the final touches on his intricate gnome garden, a labor of love that had taken him months. He imagined the dog's powerful paws, crushing his little village. He imagined the ensuing chaos.

He felt a throbbing sensation in his temples. He looked around wildly, hoping someone else would notice. Someone else would help. But he was alone. He clenched his fists, bracing himself for the inevitable destruction.