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jason-aker-nv:

“That’s not even two per person.”

“It’s more than enough for people that are only home and awake a few hours everyday.”

#jason

jason-aker-nv:

“How many dogs have you brought home?”

“Total? I mean, we have 3 right now.”

#jason

jason-aker-nv:

“He’s more of a roommate than anything.”

“Sure you don’t want a second roommate? I’ve got an adorable terrier at the shelter that my boyfriend will kill me...or him... if I bring home.”

#jason

jason-aker-nv:

“Oh no, yeah. I definitely am. One of the worst, actually. I just do things like this as penance.”

“I don’t believe you. I bet you even own a dog.”

#jason

jason-aker-nv:

“No, yeah. You did good. Seriously, I’m sure people are just mean, and selfish.”

“Sadly, I’m afraid you might be right. But you’re not, right?”

#jason

jason-aker-nv:

“Are you kidding? That was my favorite part.”

“I heard once that you have to get people’s attention within your first sentence when doing this sort of thing.”

#jason

jason-aker-nv:

“Not… at all. You probably intimidate people.”

“You think I shouldn’t lead with the abandonment fact?”

#jason

jason-aker-nv:

“I’m sorry. Um, I have some cash on me but I could always write you a check and bring it by your office too.”

“That would be great! Seriously - you are the first person to even stop all day, I was starting to think I was invisible.”

#jason

jason-aker-nv:

“Seriously? That’s harsh.”

“I know. It’s awful. I see it every year.”

#jason

“Excuse me, I know you have a lot of charities to consider donating to this holiday, but did you know that the amount of abandoned dogs is 30% higher after Christmas than any other time of the year?”

#otherstarter #she's outside of a store trying to raise money for the dog shelter

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coyotejazz:

They easily un-tuck the many-eyed dog from under their arm, placing it into the woman’s arms for her to care for. They’re not entirely sure what she’ll be able to do, given that they’ve never actually seen a dog like this one ( truth be told, they’re not sure it’s a dog at all ), but given where they are, they’re optimistic that she’ll figure something out, at least. Possibly.

“Thanks!” they say, their seemingly cheerful attitude unchanging. “Oh, if it makes a difference, I found it wandering near the… you know. The dog park—which doesn’t exist, obviously, but if it did, I would’ve found it near there.”

Effie took the dog, scratching underneath its chin. It seemed calm enough, which she was grateful for as it was difficult to know what you were getting into with walk-ins.

“Oh,” she said hesitantly when they mentioned the dog park. Her boyfriend liked to make jokes about people that believed in the park, but she wasn’t sure what to believe. “Well, this pup certainly exists.” she said with a slight smile. “Sure you don’t want to adopt?” she asked, knowing she didn’t have any open spaces for the dog in the back.

#kiss you to death #jazz

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kiss you to death || effie + open

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coyotejazz:

They look over as they’re greeted, a wide ( too wide, as per usual ) smile plastered onto their face. “Do you take walk-ins?” they asked, gesturing with one hand to the small dog tucked under their arm in an almost handbag-esque fashion. “I found this little guy wandering around and I think it…” They trail off, glancing again at the animal, which possesses several more eyes than what it typical for the average dog. “Might need some help. Maybe.”

They had found it wandering near the dog park ( which does not actually exist, of course, they’re quick to interject ) which was particularly unusual, considering that dogs weren’t permitted on the premises. It’s that, rather than the state of the animal itself, that they’re most confused about, but there’s no worry in their expression—or in their mind, for that matter. They’re not typically one to worry, especially over things that might unsettle the average person. Even the apocalypse, probably, some have said after having encountered them, but of course they pay little mind to the rumors going around.

Mysteries are half the fun of living, after all, and keeping secrets is much more entertaining than sharing them.

“I think it’s a stray,” they continue, glancing back over at her with the same ( vaguely ) unsettlingly-wide smile stretched across their face. “Potentially.”

Effie watched the being at they spoke, quickly finding that she would rather focus on the dog than their disconcerting smile. It made her think of the handgun she had stashed in the back that her boyfriend forced her to keep here. She had no idea if she could ever use it even if she needed to, and even less confidence that it would even be able to harm something with that smile.

“Of course I’ll take it, thanks for bringing them in.” she said with a slight smile of her own, holding out her hands to take the pup.

#tw guns #kiss you to death #jazz

kiss you to death || effie + open

Effie stared upwards as she listened to the heartbeat coming through the hollow tube of her stethoscope. She frowned as she listened, also noticing a crack in the ceiling plaster that she was fairly confident hadn’t been there the day before.

“Sorry buddy, you definitely have a murmur.” she said softly, removing stethoscope from her ears. “But it will be okay. It’s just a small one.” she added as the hound mix looked up at her. “I promise.” she added, leaning down to kiss the top of his head. Her boyfriend made fun of her whenever he heard her talking to animals as if they could understand her, but she worked alone most of the time and she was still sure it benefited the animals as well.

“Come on, let’s get you back to your room for now.” Effie said to the dog, stepping away from the table and motioning for him to follow her. She was making sure he was comfortable in one of the large cage areas in the back of her practice when she heard the front door open. Casey had brought a stray he had found to her the previous night and she was hoping whoever was entering was the owner, or at least a potential future owner for the lost pup.

“Hi, can I help you?” she asked as she walked into the small lobby area.

#kiss you to death #otherstarter