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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 11, 2015 18:52:13 GMT -6
She stopped petting his ear and began scratching his ear as his hind leg started kicking.
"We were probably the first ones that were nice to him.."
"We should stop and get him dog food.."
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Post by V on Jan 11, 2015 18:53:56 GMT -6
He nods and smiles a bit even as she shows him compassion anyway.
"We should and we will"
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 11, 2015 19:06:28 GMT -6
She continued to pet him as they got closer to something she actually recognized. "Need a leash... a collar... ummm... what do you things need..." It wasn't really directed at V, it was mostly mumbled to herself as she looked down at the little dog. He couldn't have been very old, maybe a year? His nose and snout were entirely black and showed no signs of aging yet.
That was a good sign she was going to have him for awhile.
Provided she didn't lose him.
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Post by V on Jan 11, 2015 19:09:02 GMT -6
V had to chuckle as Brooklyn drifted off into puppy land, even as he changed directions some to get dog stuff, eventually muttering.
"I'm so glad I cleaned up"
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