Dog personalities: Two Conversations
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Conversation #1: Nominal Mistress: "Mickey, what have you done to your feet! You've licked the pads raw! Must be those allergies again." ::scrabbles beneath bathroom sink:: "I'm going to wash your feet and bandage them, and I want you to leave those bandages alone, ok?"
Nominal Mickey: ::my feet--mine--no--leave 'em--wrap--stuff-smelly--cold--itchy--can't walk with this stuff around my feet--nobody loves me and there's never enough food:: (stares at bandages)(sniffs bandages)(leaves bandages alone)(curls up in hallway and looks pathetic)
Conversation #2: Nominal Mistress: "King--you've licked off the hair on your foreleg again--look at that sore! I'm going to clean it and bandage it so you can't lick off the ointment." ::scrabbles beneath bathroom sink:: "First I'm going to stick on this pad with antibiotic ointment, then I'm going to wrap--hey--King--!"
Nominal King: ::YA THINK!:: (pulls at bandage while NM wraps leg)::WHAT IS THIS SHIT!:: (limps around living room while pulling at end of bandage)::GET THIS THING OFFA ME!::
NM: "Fine. No bandages."" ::gets spray bottle from top of cabinet:: "I'm going to spray it with Bitter Apple so you don't lick it."
NK: :: whatEVER:: (walks around kitchen) ::myleg::
Nominal Mickey: ::my feet--mine--no--leave 'em--wrap--stuff-smelly--cold--itchy--can't walk with this stuff around my feet--nobody loves me and there's never enough food:: (stares at bandages)(sniffs bandages)(leaves bandages alone)(curls up in hallway and looks pathetic)
Conversation #2: Nominal Mistress: "King--you've licked off the hair on your foreleg again--look at that sore! I'm going to clean it and bandage it so you can't lick off the ointment." ::scrabbles beneath bathroom sink:: "First I'm going to stick on this pad with antibiotic ointment, then I'm going to wrap--hey--King--!"
Nominal King: ::YA THINK!:: (pulls at bandage while NM wraps leg)::WHAT IS THIS SHIT!:: (limps around living room while pulling at end of bandage)::GET THIS THING OFFA ME!::
NM: "Fine. No bandages."" ::gets spray bottle from top of cabinet:: "I'm going to spray it with Bitter Apple so you don't lick it."
NK: :: whatEVER:: (walks around kitchen) ::myleg::
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Date: 2006-12-11 02:13 am (UTC)