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Mar 2, 2006 19:48:53 GMT -5
Post by Disturbed on Mar 2, 2006 19:48:53 GMT -5
The hound let his head tilt the other way this time. He was always hungry but hated to burden others with his problems. So, he shook his head slowly.
"Hungry... no, not really..."
But his stomach let loose a loud rumble at the scent of the hotdogs. They smelled delicious but Sobek was notvery experienced in this whole pilage from the humans thing. He had always been and will always be a hunter...
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idiot
Mar 2, 2006 20:11:17 GMT -5
Post by Missy on Mar 2, 2006 20:11:17 GMT -5
puddles gliggled a little bit ti woudl be eays to get them hed run around the guys legs while sobek swiped a couple it wasnt difficult.
"well if your not i am, will you helpo me please?"
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idiot
Mar 2, 2006 20:57:01 GMT -5
Post by Disturbed on Mar 2, 2006 20:57:01 GMT -5
"Help you? How?"
This was completely new to the Ibizan hound. Most felt sorry for the pathetically scrawny creature and simply gave him food. He had never stolen it before. Feeling a bit anxious at the prospect of a new experience, the hound began to fidget nervously...
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idiot
Mar 3, 2006 10:17:34 GMT -5
Post by Missy on Mar 3, 2006 10:17:34 GMT -5
"i';; run aorund and make a scene you run and grab the sausages then run away and hide and then i'll find you and we have food"
usually sarge was with him and sarge grabbed the food, but sarge moved slow so this would be alot easier, obviously this dog was built for speed.
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Mar 3, 2006 15:58:40 GMT -5
Post by Disturbed on Mar 3, 2006 15:58:40 GMT -5
"Um.. O-okay.."
Nodding to the pup a bit hesitantly, the hound stood, walking around to one side of the bench to get a good look at the situation. He had never stolen something before, so he was more than a bit nervous. But, with luck, he wouldn't embarrass himself in front of everyone. Sadly, luck was not on his side...
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Mar 4, 2006 16:34:47 GMT -5
Post by Missy on Mar 4, 2006 16:34:47 GMT -5
Puddles ran towards rhe hot dog vendor and began barking at him as loud as he could everyone looked at puddles and the hot dog man, they thought hed hit him or somethign puddles cowered away from the man and the people gave disapointing looks and glares.
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Mar 4, 2006 16:53:32 GMT -5
Post by Disturbed on Mar 4, 2006 16:53:32 GMT -5
When the vender turned to look down at the annoying puppy, the sight hound found it the perfect opportunity to race out and get the hot dogs. Yet, for some reason, he was frozen in place. The pressure of the situation, the fact that this little pup was relying on him, it just cut his nerves and the Ibizan hound could simply not move. But he had to, he had to help... he wanted to help... Finally, after a deep breath, the lanky hound ran out from behind the bench and snatched the meaty morsals from the vender, slipping out of view of the crowd in a matter ofmoments. That had been pretty easy actually...
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Mar 4, 2006 18:05:53 GMT -5
Post by Missy on Mar 4, 2006 18:05:53 GMT -5
Puddles had seen the snatch and ran after sobek stopping in the hiding place he sighed taking deep breath panting uncontrolably, it was so fun he loved it and he was good at distracting,
"your really fast were you a race dog?"
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Mar 4, 2006 19:46:37 GMT -5
Post by Disturbed on Mar 4, 2006 19:46:37 GMT -5
When Puddles came back into view, the Ibizan hound placed down the meat for him to enjoy, snatching up one hot dog and gulping it down swiftly. There were quite a few hot dogs there so he didn't exactly feel like he was taking much from the collie. No way a small pup could eat so much, unless said pup was like a mastiff or something. Nosing the rest of the meat toward the youngling, curious silver gaze glanced up.
"A race dog? No, but back at home, I used to hunt cheetahs all the time... so I guess it makes sense..."
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Mar 5, 2006 4:24:19 GMT -5
Post by Missy on Mar 5, 2006 4:24:19 GMT -5
Puddles didinbt know what a cheetah was, he ate two hot dog and felt full then ate another half,
"you want some more i cant eat much more"
he didint ask about the cheetahs because he didint want to seem stupid or puppyish evewn though really he was a biut of both.
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Mar 5, 2006 10:27:03 GMT -5
Post by Disturbed on Mar 5, 2006 10:27:03 GMT -5
Sitting down, the skinny hound considered eating some more but decided against it. It was the puppy's idea to get the meat, his plan that helped them get it. He deserved all of it, in Sobek's opinion but he couldn't help taking one. But one was enough. Despite his overwhelming hunger, the hound shook his head slowly.
"No thanks. I'm fine."
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Mar 5, 2006 11:37:25 GMT -5
Post by Missy on Mar 5, 2006 11:37:25 GMT -5
Puddles pushed them towards him with his nose taking another bite out of the hal;f one so there was one and a quater left
"your bigger than i am you need more food, besides i couldnt eat another bite"
puddles didint have a very big appetite and hot dogs were a ltitle rich for his stills ensitive puppy stomach.
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Mar 5, 2006 16:28:30 GMT -5
Post by Disturbed on Mar 5, 2006 16:28:30 GMT -5
Though he felt like he was taking more than he should, the hound wasn't one to waste food and he was still hungry... as always. After quite a bit of contemplation, he hesitantly reached down and gobbled up the last of the meat. He tried not to eat too quickly as too much food all at once made him throw up, but he was just short of literally starving so he almost couldn't help himself. The meat was finished off quickly, the the hound dog sighed contently.
"Thank you..."
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Mar 5, 2006 16:33:22 GMT -5
Post by Missy on Mar 5, 2006 16:33:22 GMT -5
"well i wasnt gonna eat it, so what you wanna do now sobek?"
Theyd eaten and stolen together so sobek was a friend as far as puddles was concerned, maybe hed play hide and seekw ith him sarge never did he was too old or so he said.
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Mar 5, 2006 17:05:48 GMT -5
Post by Disturbed on Mar 5, 2006 17:05:48 GMT -5
Though more comfortable around this guy than any other he'd ever met, he still wasn't sure how to answer questions regarding his opinion. So instead, he just kind of sat there, glancing back and forth strangely.
"Um... I dunno... what do you want to do?"
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