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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 4, 2007 14:19:42 GMT -5
Pepsi sat outside the door as he heard doors slam. His owners were home! He started running in circles madly and yapping like they'd been gone all day. Sandy was in front of the fireplace, her peaceful nap disturbed by the pitbull's vicious growls from the basement.
Damien popped the door open and slipped inside, followed by Livie, then Mr. and Mrs. Withers. Damien kicked his boot at the basement door. " Shuttup!" He yelled to the dog, the catboxes in his hands.
" Damien!" Mrs. Withers scolded. Then she turned to her husband. " I don't understand why we need to keep that aweful creature, anyway. It killed out last cat!" Mrs. Withers sighed.
" Because, Milly! I've owned Butcher for such a long time!" Mr. Withers objected. Damien slammed his door shut to his room and popped the catbox door open.
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Post by Blackleg on Feb 4, 2007 14:22:35 GMT -5
Rufus had began cowering as soon as he saw all the dogs, and heard one growling from somewhere. He kept himself low to the cage untill they were safely in the room. He inched his way out, and poked the bed before stepping onto it.
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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 4, 2007 14:29:11 GMT -5
" There's only one dog in this house you need to worry about," Misconception told the kit, leaping onto the bed. " He's black and brown, but the housefolk keep him locked up in the basement. Downstairs there's a small one about my size named Pepsi. He just never shuts up, that's his problem. He barks at everything. Then there's a fluffy golden one, she'll protect you from Pepsi. She's quiet and leaves us alone." Misconception mewed. " Then let me tell you about the housefolk themselves. There's Milly. She's home everyday and sneaks us tuna sometimes. There's Mark. Mark has a big voice and leaves the house often. Then there's Livie, who enjoys falling downstairs and throwing me at walls. And of course, Damien. I like him the best. He gives us food when we're not supposed to eat and sneaks us outside because Milly and Mark don't let us."
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Post by Blackleg on Feb 4, 2007 14:38:27 GMT -5
His eyes were wide, 'Oh.... no outside.... no trees... no birds...' he thought, 'And dogs....' He nodded, "Ok.." he meowed, "So, what are your names?" he asked, "I'm Rufus."
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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 4, 2007 14:42:20 GMT -5
" I'm Misconception," Misconception mewed, pointing to himself with his tail. He flicked it over to Ione. " And she's Ione-"
A vicious bark and thudding footsteps told Misconception the pitbull had been let loose for a few hours. " And we best stay in here. I've had a bad experience with the pitbull."
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Post by Blackleg on Feb 4, 2007 15:00:04 GMT -5
He cowered for a minute, then straitened, "Ok," he meowed, "It's nice to meet you two then...." 'As if you could catch me out of this room with that large sounding dog!' he thought, 'I'm not crazy.'
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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 4, 2007 15:03:49 GMT -5
Damien popped the door open after Milly had called upstairs to say the pitbull had been let upstairs. Damien, before sitting down, looked at a picture of a girl just a bit older than Damien, with long, blonde, stringy hair.
" That's Tina. Tina comes down every so often. She's Damien and Livie's big sister." Misconception mewed as Sandy padded in. The retriver licked Rufus' ear and leaped onto the bed/
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Post by Blackleg on Feb 5, 2007 18:43:43 GMT -5
He looked at Sandy, stiff bodied, 'This is gunna take a while to get used to.' he thought, as his body slowly eased back up 'Remember the only one to fear is the pit bull... Just the pit bull..'
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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 14, 2007 16:10:54 GMT -5
|| BOOM. Misconception is dead. Was killed by... the pitbull . ^^||
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Post by Blackleg on Feb 14, 2007 16:13:46 GMT -5
(Do they still have the deathtrap with paws even after that?!)
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Post by Thunderstar♥ on Feb 14, 2007 16:45:37 GMT -5
|| Yes. T.T Poor Ione and Rufus. *hands catnip* Be safe!||
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Post by Blackleg on Feb 15, 2007 18:23:44 GMT -5
(I swear..... You're trying to make him stay in Damiens room!)
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