The worst thing about Dog was that he was always so quick to prove Musco's conception of him correct.  He was slobbery and his tongue was too soft, not clean like his own sandpapery one.  No etiquette, just jump and lick and woof at.  Musco made a peeved sound halfway between a growl and a hiss and swatted at Raiga with his claws out.<br/><br/><strong>"Dog!  Leave alone!  Spit and lick not wanted!"</strong>He said angrily as he rolled away.  His ears laid back against his head and his back arched up.  Raiga was getting much more than he bargained for!<br/><br/>