He was excited, terribly nervous, jittery, tense and curious.
Even the brown stuffed dog with shaggy fur in his arms didn't help him keep calm.
It was about to happen. His mother was about to step over the threshold, bring the snow and wind from outside and of course his pre-Christmas present too. Oh how happy he was.
It was actually a Christmas present, but his mother said she couldn't hide it under the Christmas tree for long.
"Why not? Is it melting? Is it chocolate? ”He promptly asked.
"No, my darling", with that she stroked his head with infinite affection and giggled softly. "I'll bring it to you soon and then you can see it."
It was soon now. The time had finally come. At any moment his mother would ...
"Woof woof woof"
He stopped as if frozen, stopped pummeling around the room.
Had he just ... misheard ?!
Could that really be ... ?!
"Mamiiiii", he cheered with a look out of the window, hurried down the steps, slipped unhappily outside and landed on the icy driveway with a loud "rumble!"
He didn't even really have time to process his shock from the fall because all of a sudden something wet, sticky and damp licked his face and hands.
"Merry Christmas, Kibaschatz ...", his mother smiled warmly when he found her gaze.
"Thank you ... Mum ...", he breathed, patted his new, best friend's head and promptly called: "I have a name for you, my little one."
Satisfied, the dog snuggled up on his lap and looked at him expectantly with his big dog eyes.
"Yes ...", Kiba smiled. "From today you are Akamaru ... My Akamaru ... Isn't that nice?"
"Woof, woof ..." Akamaru barked and wagged his tail excitedly, as if he had understood what Kiba had just said.
That made mother and son laugh and their laughter could be heard until the end of the street - as bright as the light of the stars.