Sabo (
doesntdiscriminate) wrote in
recolle2018-05-30 10:39 pm
[Closed] Who let the dogs out!?
WHO: Sabo and Souji
WHERE: A park
WHEN:5/27
WHAT: Excited dogs bring people together.
WARNINGS: None.
[It's a rule of life that every dog owner learns that no matter what else might be happening your dog will need to be taken out at some point or there will be consequences. Messy, messy consequences. Luckily today is a rather nice day even with everything that's been going on which means that Sabo is taking Kiwi to one of the parks for a longer walk/run.
Since Kiwi is a mostly well behaved and obedient dog who is quick to come when called Sabo tends to let her off her leash once they get away from traffic. Mostly, of course, turns out to be the operative word because halfway through their first lap something catches her attention and off she goes like a tiny, furry rocket, completely unheeding of Sabo's call to stop, heel or even fuss.
The something, or rather someone, which caught her attention is a young man with a bokuto. Or 'nice, moving stick-like thing that might be thrown for me to fetch if I'm cute enough' as Kiwi would like to call it. Never mind that it's probably too big for her to even fit between her tiny jaws, no dog of Sabo's will ever be afraid to dream big. She does her best to communicate all of this by alternating wiggling in excitement with spinning in even more excited circles, all the while panting happily and making tiny whuffing noises.]
WHERE: A park
WHEN:5/27
WHAT: Excited dogs bring people together.
WARNINGS: None.
[It's a rule of life that every dog owner learns that no matter what else might be happening your dog will need to be taken out at some point or there will be consequences. Messy, messy consequences. Luckily today is a rather nice day even with everything that's been going on which means that Sabo is taking Kiwi to one of the parks for a longer walk/run.
Since Kiwi is a mostly well behaved and obedient dog who is quick to come when called Sabo tends to let her off her leash once they get away from traffic. Mostly, of course, turns out to be the operative word because halfway through their first lap something catches her attention and off she goes like a tiny, furry rocket, completely unheeding of Sabo's call to stop, heel or even fuss.
The something, or rather someone, which caught her attention is a young man with a bokuto. Or 'nice, moving stick-like thing that might be thrown for me to fetch if I'm cute enough' as Kiwi would like to call it. Never mind that it's probably too big for her to even fit between her tiny jaws, no dog of Sabo's will ever be afraid to dream big. She does her best to communicate all of this by alternating wiggling in excitement with spinning in even more excited circles, all the while panting happily and making tiny whuffing noises.]
