by RαrєHuskíєs » Thu Aug 04, 2011 1:26 pm
¢нαρтєя 7: ησω ωнαт мιgнт тнιѕ вє؟
I'm assuming it was about 5 days after Gypsy and Lola arrived that I was once more released from my stall to go out and play, or so I thought. Tara had walked in, leash in hand. I only knew it was a leash, for I had seen one or two in my short life so far. I knew that they attached to a collar, which I knew for a fact I didn't have. I tilted my head, and Tara just smirked. She closed the gate behind her, kneeling down in front of me. "Now Koda, I bet you don't understand what's going on, but you will soon enough, sweetie" she cooed, reaching into her large jacket pocket, pulling out a thick black collar, and unbuckling it, fitting it to my neck. I tried to look down at it, but she pushed my head back up, complaining that I was making it difficult for her. I merely sighed, shaking out my coat.
She finally got it hooked on, then clipping the leash to it, then standing up. I looked up at her expectantly, awaiting for her to carry me, but then she saw my look, and giggled. "Koda, silly, you weight to much for that now. You've been growing at an incredible speed, and your even taller than your siblings too. By a lot." she finished, chuckling some more as she opened the gate. I whined slightly, putting my ears back, but I was soon forgetting about that when she walked me out, locking the gate again behind her. I immediately tried to bolt, but the leash extended, and caught me at the end. I was yanked back, choking slightly, my breath a gurgle. I sat down, shaking out my coat again, a crazy look in my eyes. I looked back up at Tara, my tail no longer wagging. She smirked, once more. "Kodiak. You can't pull. Good doggies don't pull, and we both know your a good doggie, right?" she said, starting to walk again. "Now let's go. We have more important things to do" she said cheerily, as she skipped through the large barn doors, me walking cautiously behind her, making sure not to choke again.
As we got outside, she whistled, and I alerted mt ears, them swiveling with precision as I watched her curiously. Then I knew what she was doing. Out of the distance, I saw Gypsy and Lola hurtling towards us, their tongues lolling, their tails wagging with insane speed. As they got to us, they skidded to a stop, Gypsy running up to Tara and placing her paws on her chest, while Tara made sure she still had a hold of me. Lola walked up to me. "Hey Hotshot." she commented, sitting down in front of me, her blue eyes dancing around. "What're you doing with that thing on you?" she asked, nosing towards the leash. I shrugged, sighing heavily. "I guess it's a new thing. Tara's never leashed me before" I said, shrugging again. Lola chuckled. "Oh well, I'm betting you'll be off it soon enough." she commented, shaking her head slightly. I nodded, then asked. "What makes you think that? Do you know something I don't?" I asked curiously, and she smirked. "Well, honey, were going sledding" she said, and with that I tilted my head, no idea what she meant. With the puzzled look on my face, she chuckled again. "It's what we were born to do. you'll find out soon enough. I bet you'll be a fine Lead Dog, sweets" and with that, she turned to Tara, greeting her now.
“𝙳𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚎. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚝𝚘𝚘. 𝚁𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚜. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠.”
― 𝙳𝚊𝚗 𝙶𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚝