Cosmic Funnies
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@titusthedog
[He gives the Dane one final rub for the moment before moving toward the kitchen. Might as well grab grub for himself if he was gonna be here.]
Where do they put your treats anyways?
[ Right up to the kitchen door Titus stays a step behind, following, but once there he pushes the bulk of his body past Jason. The treats are safe even in the low cupboard, because try as he might, he can't press his snout through the slit. ]
she put out the dog to get her scent. “your the bats dog right?”
He could smell another canine on her, ears laid back flat, Titus let a bark rip from his throat to warn that this was his territory.
Damian’s smiled faulted a bit as his dog came rushing to him and not seem to be slowing down any. “Whoa. Whoa. Alright easy there…” He muttered. This is embarrassing. Even his dog is big. Why can’t HE grow taller?
The dane slows just so, leaving marks in the grass to halt in time and not topple taking Damian down with him. Energetic, he still scampers around him.
titusthedog started following you
He hears the dog from a distance, the heavy panting gives him away.
"Titus." He leaned forward to pet the dog. "Were you looking for me?"
Stealth isn't exactly this size-a-dog's thing. And really, Titus cares much more for his owner's attention. He takes on the last few meters in a trot, makes a slowing round around Damian before he comes to a halt with the fingers running through his fur.
[ Fingers splay across the dog’s head as he sinks to the ground. Dick’s smile is bright but strained as his fingers curl to scratch at fur. ]
You’re a good boy, Titus.
[ Oh well, this at least as good as more treats. Soon enough the dane's yap is hanging open, tongue slipped out, and gently pressing his head up into the massage. ]
+prettybirdlance +bloodstone--enchantress +thesherwoodflorist
Ack.
[He forgotten how quickly dogs worked when he wasn’t near one. The man gives the dane a pet, fingers rubbing back and forth on Titus’ head.]
Maybe if I can get to the kitchen with Alf demanding I wash my hands first, I can get you a treat. Whaddya say?
[ Barely relaxed into the head-scratching, 'treat' is all he needs to hear. ]
"Just don’t tell Damian." Oh Lord he was talking to the dog. It was bound to happen.
Wouldn't dream to if he could.
[ He knows Alfred’s going to kill him for over feeding the dog treats but he can’t help it. He’s always been the one to give the family’s dog more than enough of his favorite snacks. ]
I hope you’ve been a good dog.
[ In the blink of an eye there isn't so much as a single crumb left. He'll show just how good a dog he is, too, sliding down on his belly, legs stretched out in front of him. ]
Blue Great Dane Puppy attacks German Shepherd (by HubsterLee)
"Titus!" She grinned at the sight of her friends dog, "Hey boy!"
Alert, he stays where he is. It's not someone he knows is allowed walking in and out of the territory.
titusthedog started following you
Sweet hesus. [He’s a little surprised at the mere size of the puppy—dog. Trust Bruce to have a love for big things and bigger hearts in big things. He extends a gloved hand to him to sniff. Sure, he’s seen him when he went in and out of the manor but—]
Uh—good puppy.
[ Of course Titus recognizes the scent, he doesn't need an entire hand for that-- but best to check if there isn't something interesting in it. ]
"I take that as a yes." Bruce chuckled.
A good dog, he follows.
"well hello there" she smiled at the dog
"Rrrrr..."
Bruce patted the dog’s head. The dog had a been a good idea. Not only for Damian but for himself. “Want a biscuit, Titus?”
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Nothing better to take a dog's mind off the hardship of having to relocate to the livingroom for his nap.
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How are you doing, boy?
[ Tail drums against the ground as he sits. Good, even better if he was given a tasty Welcome-snack. ]
