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I LOVE this game because it’s like 7-8 people all participating in a game to entertain ONE big dog and that’s amazing
I wanna play this!
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Best game
I LOVE this game because it’s like 7-8 people all participating in a game to entertain ONE big dog and that’s amazing
I wanna play this!
so fluffy
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Murphy: *as Harry and Mouse walk towards her* He was very handsome and all the ladies that looked at him fell in love. The guy that was walking him was okay.
What if Mouse and Missy had puppies?
That would be adorable and possibly problematic. Can you imagine a dog of Mouse’s size with acidic saliva and occasional fire-breath?
-thinks occasional fire breath sounds like great fun!-
*Harry and Thomas are in a jail cell and Mouse is outside of it*
Harry: Find the pry bar.
Thomas: *mockingly* Yes, “find the pry bar.” He can’t understand pry bar! He’s a dumb dog, there’s no way he–
*Mouse tosses the keys to the cell inside*
Thomas: …well, it’s not a pry bar.
-griiiiiins-
Mouse: BARK
Harry (with the same tone and volume): WHAT
Quintus Cassius: ENOUGH! YOU ARE ALL BENEATH ME! I AM A KNIGHT OF THE BLACKENED DENARIUS, YOU DULL CREATURE! I WILL NOT BE BULLIED BY-
Mouse: *Does his thing*
Mouse: *Chuff which translates roughly too*: Puny Knight
A Short List of Shenanigans My Parent’s Dog Has Engaged In:
This is Arwen, she’s a Husky/Kelpie mix and a little Asshole:
“I wonder if she can jump?” my dad asks the first five minutes we have her. She perks up at the word, and clears a six-foot fence form sitting on the ground. “Oh.” Says dad. “Shit.” Later that night she got up on the counter and ate three pounds of corned beef in roughtly 68 seconds but this was considered part of the learning curve of having a new dog.
I wake up at 4 AM to the sound of the toilet being flushed repeatedly in the hall bathroom, and assume plumbing is now posessed by angry and wasteful ghosts. I get up to disconnet it and find her in the Bathroom, standing to flush the bowl, then shoving her head in to drink the running water. I’m not totally awake, so I stand there like an idiot trying to understand this, and my sister gets up to see what the noise is, sees the same thing and also stands there. Fiance notices my absence and does the same. Mom eventually wakes up and finds us standing around like very confused zombies and almost joins the parade of baffled zombies before shreiking “THE WATER BILL!” We got her a circulating water bowl after that.
My parent’s don’t have AC, but they haveone of those “fridge on top, pull-out-freezer below” fridges. Last summer, we were remarking that we might need to shave her so she didn’t get heatstroke, to which she looked up and made a disgusted noise at us. …Then got up, used the dishrag to pull open the freezer and climbed on top of the frozen vegetables, stretching out and sighing contentedly. “Arwen,” Mom began, but was interrupted by a loud ‘WHAAAaaaaarrr?” from Arwen. “Ok you can stay there for now but we’re getting you a kiddie pool so you have to get out when we get back. Don’t eat anything.” She ate a bag of frozen green beans and farted for three days straight.
Took her walking along the lake with the long lead so she could sniff things to her hearts content. She went about shoving her head in the undergrowth, usually coming up with her head covered in leaves and pollen. Except for the bush where she came back out with a 7-foot Bull Snake wrapping itself around her ehad and neck, trying it’s best to strangle her before she can eat it. She immediately ran back to me, the parts of her face not occupied with the snake arranged in a gleeful expression of “Look! I found Snacks!” I screamed, not immediately regognizing that it wasn’t a rattler, and fell, splitting my knee on a rock. The screaming made her let go of the snake, but I still had to grab her and wrestle the snake off her because it lacked the sense to just scuttle away. I finaly got it lose from her (Despite her best effort to continue trying to eat it and turned around to fling it off the trail- -And directly into the face of one of my 90-year-old neighbors who’d come out to see what the screaming and profanity was, making her collapse. I’m pretty sure being told “I accidentally threw a snake at my neighbor.” was the highlight of that EMT’s day. Dottie was unharmed but she still doesn’t speak to me.
One day, we left her in a Harness and overhead tether in the (at the time) unfanced back yard so she could enjoy some relatively free-range outdoors time. I walked by the window not a minute later to find her completely GONE, and race out to the yard to find her. It took me a good heart-pounding five minutes to realize the overhead tether was goign UP into the ancient silver maple and realized that 1. Arwen can apparently do something really weird with her shoulders where they pop out sideways, allowing her to bear-hug the tree and 2. climb a good 40 feet into the three to fight 3. A porcupine, which i didn’t even know LIVED out here. Fortunately, Porcupines weigh considerably less than Awen and she couldn’t get a good enough foothold to get all the way up to it, but I still had to climb up there and lower her down, barking dog profanities at the porcupine the whole way.
My parents recently acquired a mechanized recliner which has been instumental inmom’s hip surgery recovery. Execpt that Awen Also likes lounging on the furniture, and is more than capable of hitting a large, elder-friendly button with her paw. So now when she gets back from a walk or the dog park she makes a beeline for the living room, get in the recliner and pushes the button until it’s flat and stretches out in it. My parents didn’t have a problem with this because she gets out of the chair when they ask her (Mom even tells her “Go get my chair ready” in winter because she does a good job pre-warming it), until last winter when Arwen taught my dog Charlie, another devoted couch animal how to do this. One afternoon there was a tremendous outburst fo barkign and snarling from the living room and we rished in to find both dogs in the recliner, Charlie on the fully-reclined back and Arwen on the elevated seat and foot rest, bellowing at eachother for control of the recliner, thier movments having pitched it back to it’s two hind feet, the device swaying to and fro like a leather covered boat upon the high seas, a furry mutiny on board. Neither dog was willing to yeild the plush throne, nor to listen to the humans yelling at them to knock it the hell off, until Arwen tackled the usurper, kocking him off and managing to cantaleiver the recliner clean over, flipping it into the hall, both dogs and all humand miraculously unharmed. She still doesn’t let him sit in it.
I love her so much.
(If you got a laugh out of this, please consider donating to my Tip Jar or Paypal to get Arwen (and Charlie!) nice treats)
You mess with pupper, you become supper
Harry Dresden when discussing Mouse (via l-space)
Dash Commentary
-really really REALLY REALLY wants his mun to get active again so he can go play with ALL THE CARPENTERS-
Rumor has it you tend to get flustered easily when in the presence of attractive women.
A lot of people do that, and flustered is a strong word. I’m totally suave.
Suave like a puppy waiting for a treat, with about as much subtlety.
Chicks dig puppies. You should’ve seen how much attention I got when Mouse was little.
-Big Mouse can still attract attention! Even more so maybe!-
Dash Commentary
I’m just over here trying to figure out why/how the imy meme masterlist is going around again. xD
(Also, @spellofthesouth, I STILL have the fuck you fanmails you sent me three years ago. They make me grin every time I look at them.)
That was me! Someone in a Jim Butcher group asked for fics to tide them over waiting for new books. So you know. Naturally I had to share pain.
Well that was mean of you. xD
Dash Commentary
I’m just over here trying to figure out why/how the imy meme masterlist is going around again. xD
(Also, @spellofthesouth, I STILL have the fuck you fanmails you sent me three years ago. They make me grin every time I look at them.)
Dash Commentary
(text) maybe Mouse wants to play sometime. (text) he’s basically the best puppy ever. (text) even if I have to use a trebuchet to play fetch with him.
-Mouse just shows up, dragging a trebuchet and ready to play-
@justineinsilver
Justine, in a somewhat ill advised act of excitement, hops into the trebuchet and awaits launch.
........-was not expecting this and does not think this is a wise idea-
Dash Commentary
(text) maybe Mouse wants to play sometime. (text) he’s basically the best puppy ever. (text) even if I have to use a trebuchet to play fetch with him.
-Mouse just shows up, dragging a trebuchet and ready to play-
@justineinsilver
Dogs And Cats by Lynol .