Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]
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				Title: <strong>Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>14-01-2009, 23:46:30</strong>
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				Kate O'Hara glanced down at the form she had in her hands. She furrowed her brows to make sure she had it correct. No use in going in to claim her Anthro-Corp pet and making a fool out of herself. From what she heard another male had gone out recently leaving only one left, a male dog by the name of Christopher. The photoshot and the information given was less than she had expected but she guessed it was the Corporation's job to leave a bit of mystery about what the pet was all about. However, it did give her a sense of what Chris was about. The file told her that he was shepard hound subspecies and would be one that would fit her lifestyle. <br><br>In a sense, her lifestyle could be considered a bit sedimentary. She had classes which kept her away from her offcampus apartment several hours a day but she grew a bit lonely coming home to an empty apartment. Having just broken off a two year relationship with a pet hater ex-boyfriend it was time for change. Kate had always wanted a anthropet, maybe even finding a friendship in Chris. Although she needed to make sure her paper application had been sent on time to be able to buy and take Christopher home with her. Heading into the corporation's office, she spent a good hour going over the paperwork needed to release Christopher over to her. There were warranties, decisions about what she needed to buy to accomodate him. Kate had no clue that pets like him needed more caring for than a regular dog. Because he was able to speak and was a human, well a furrier version of one that she thought about her decision.<br><br>"No, this will be good for me," she said to herself as she waited in the holding area. After filing out the necessary papers and running her check through the system to clear it for validation, she waited for Christopher. Dressed in a black pair of jeans, tank top and flip flops, hair up in a curly messy bun, she awaited her new anthro-pet. What would he be like, she thought to herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 00:18:19</strong>
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				A large dog male peeked his head out from the door leading the the pets quarters,&nbsp; he looked around in the waiting hall, looking very curious about the many people in the waiting area, his gaze wandering from person to person. He had been told that he had been "Bought" by someone, which meant that he were going to live at a new house with new people. He stepped out of the doorway after a few seconds, his well trained body coming to full sight now. He was wearing a tight fitting black T-shirt, a text printed on across the chest with white colour: "Stop Steroids, or Stop the Sport". On his leggins, he had chosen a pair of Army green shorts to wear, with a few pockets around the sides of it, and a pair of Nike sport shoes to finish the set.<br><br>On his shoulder, he had a large tube shaped sports bag, probaly full of different sport equipment, and a roller trunk in his other hand, which he dragged behind him. He looked at a small note he had been given, rehearsing it a few times before suddenly yelling out. "Um, sorry to disturb you, but which one of you people are... Kate O'hanna? im here to be picked up by her." He looked around him with a smile, hoping for someone to stand up or something.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 00:34:43</strong>
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				"Wow," she whispered beneath her breath at seeing a large male dog checking out the other waiting people in the room. Was he Christopher? She had forgot to bring along a photograph to make sure she did not steal anyone's pet from them. Even now she tapped her foot impatiently because her next class was in an hour. She came to the company hoping to show him around her campus before she dropped him off at her house to get acquainted and she went to class. Even now the male looked interesting especially with the shirt talking about steriods. Kate would have guessed something about food or steak might have been on his shirt but there were surprises to be had. <br><br>Kate had to stop herself from laughing at hearing him mess up her name. Standing up, she waved to Christopher. "It's Kate O'Hara not O'Hanna but you were close," she replied, walking over to show him the way where her car was parked. She asked him what he thought of being able to leave the police, hesitant about what to ask him exactly. He was to be her pet and as a pet she had no clue what to do. Not even a fish she owned but hopefully it would come easy to her with Christopher.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 00:44:54</strong>
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				"Sorry!" he said and laughed slightly, smiling at her. She looked really cute he tought as he followed her out to the car, wagging his small tail in happiness. He took a deep breath as he exited the Central, looking at the car with large eyes, almost running towards it, but making sure to keep alittle behind Kate.<br><br>He looked alittle restless as he sat in the car besides her, taking the seatbelt with alittle shaky hand, while he tried to remember where it were to fit in, he had always found traffic learning a very boring subject at the central, and hadnt followed a single class of it, he looked at Kara, smiling as if he knew what to do. He then tried to put fasten it in the cupholed between the seat, furiously trying to mash the small fastner into the round socket, but giving up after a while with a sigh, just putting the seatbelt back where he had found it.<br><br>"Well, im excited really" he answered her, with a smile. "Im just really excited."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 00:53:24</strong>
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				Wow. Christopher was a very eager dog. Though her car might not be a fancy one it was a red and black mini-cooper convertible. The mini-cooper was able to put down the hatch and let the wind blow in one's hair or fur if by the way Chris looked at the car gave any indication. His little tail gave it away as to how he felt about her car, smiling as she got behind the wheel. <br><br>"No problem," she replied, reaching over to show him how to properly seatbelt himself. Kate pulled the seatbelt over his chest and pointed towards the proper place. "There we go," she answered, patting his shoulder. Turning on the cooper, she drove away from the Corporation and down the street. Took about thirty minutes but on the way she gave him information about herself. She was a graduate student working on her Master's in Psychology. Never had pets before and mostly was not allowed when she was in a relationship. Hated anchoives but loved pickles and mushrooms on her pizza. She had classes for five hours a day three days a week. He would be sleeping on her couch for now until she was able to get him a inflatable mattress. "Any questions?," she asked as she parked in the parking lot of her college campus.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 01:02:21</strong>
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				He didnt seem to listen much to what she were saying to him, he were distracted by the racing evoirments around the car, looking in all directions, and trying to catch a glimpse of every detail on the landscapes, ocasionally almost twisting his neck to look at the occasional car racing in the opposite direction. <br><br>He only snapped out of it as she asked him directly, looking alittle blank at first, but then looking to have found a proper question to ask. "When youre away, can i work out with my things?" He said and looked at her with the biggest and cutest set of puppy-eyes he could do, making it near impossible to refuse him that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 16:27:21</strong>
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				Kate had noticed he was not listening to her. If at all which might be a problem if she told him to do things. Still, she would let it slide for now. Her class was in another thirty minutes and she needed to direct him towards her off campus apartment. It was about five minutes from where she parked and he would have no trouble settling himself in.<br><br>Smiling, she nodded at his question. "Sure, but do not be too loud, there are other people living around me. Come on," she replied, getting out of the car to walk towards the street where her apartment was situated. Sooner he learned where she lived and got himself settled in, the faster she could head off to class for statistics.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 20:28:25</strong>
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				He eagerly jumped out of the car, looking around at the new envoirment with glee, running alittle around near the car, while sniffing at all the new scents around him, able to pick out each and every one of them, his well trained nose seeming almost extatic about this. He then ran back to the car, excitedly taking out his stuff and now holding both the bag and the trunk, jumping up and down excitedly, hos bag clanking and being noisy with all the weights inside it getting messed up. "Where is the house" he asked excitedly, looking at Kara with a happy smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 20:31:10</strong>
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				Kate smiled and giggled a bit to see Chris anxious about his environment. However hearing him clank something together in his bags bothered her. Hopefully he would not cause too much noise in the apartments. She had a next door neighbor who had evening classes and needed her sleep in the mornings. Kate prayed he might not start up howling or yipping all over the place. "Chris take a deep breath and relax. The house is over here," she replied, pointing towards an apartment complex, telling him her apartment was on the second floor with the number 69 on it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>16-01-2009, 13:43:12</strong>
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				Chris stopped as she spoke to him, taking a deep breath and trying to relax himself enough to stop running around like a puppy. He then walked back over to Kate, he being higher than her forced him to look down at her. His tail was still wagging as they started to move towards the complex, he almost jumped up the stairs in eagerness, his tounge hanging alittle out of his mouth after they reacehd the door, panting quickly, a good sign of him being a healthy dog.<br><br>He peeked into the apartment, almost trying to push himself past Kate to get in quicker, this was something he shouldnt do as a proper trained dog.
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				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>16-01-2009, 23:59:36</strong>
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				Christ was certainly acting like an anxious puppy. She wondered if he knew how to use the restroom and not have to go through paper training and then toilet training. "You know how to use the toilet, right?," she questioned him as she opened the door to her apartment. Swinging the door open, she let him take a look around her place. A little sign near the front door stated it was Kate's Apartment (http://www.flickr.com/photos/cynthiarobbins/2647730899/) which put a smile on her face everytime. Glancing around, she pointed towards the couch. "For now you sleep there until I can get an inflatable mattress."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 00:36:53</strong>
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				"Huh? oh yes, i do, its like, sit down, do your buissness, flush, and wash right?" he said and looked at her, looking focused for a short moment actually. But then being distracted by the whole new place, dropping all his things and immediatly running around the house&nbsp; checking all the different rooms quickly, even running back to take his things and put them underneath the couch for safekeeping. He then ran back to Kara, smiling at her and all of a sudden hugging her, lifting her slightly off the floor before letting her go agian, sniffing the air around him then suddenly running off into the kitchen, the sound of him checking all the different cupboards could be heard loudly. He were going through the frigde when suddenly, the sound of glass shattering mixed with something fluid spreading over the floor could be heard, followed by a loud high yelp, and then a low whimpering. From the sound of it, he might have cut himself on some broken glass from a jar with food he probably had broken. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 00:48:47</strong>
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				Mmm maybe if it came to doing the other business but she had assumed males went about their first business standing up. He had a short attention span which might make it harder to teach and make him learn things but she would try her best. Lord only knew how much patience she had in her to get through all of this. If she had no patience, Kate might never have survived college classes and cramming sessions. She watched him move around her apartment, glancing down at her watch. Kate had about twenty minutes before her class started and she needed to grab her book bag before she headed out. <br><br>"Ahh," she said at being hugged and lifted off of the floor. Okay. That was something new as she headed down the hallway to snatch her book bag. Slinging it over her breasts, she started to let Chris know she would be back in two hours. He could not get into that much trouble in two hours, right? Wrong when she heard the sound of glass shaterring and Chris yelping. Shutting her eyes, she rubbed her forehead before taking her feet towards the kitchen. "Oh, Chris," she whispered as she looked down at the orange juice spilled over the floor and the shard remains of the glass jar which had held the juice. Glancing up towards him, she asked him to hold out where he was hurting as she searched through her medicine cabinet for the first-aid kit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 01:04:53</strong>
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				Still whimpering, he held out his left paw, where the glass had left a cut on his palm. He seemed alittle reluctant to doing so, his tounge allready poking out alittle as he naturally wanted to lick his wound clean, but the shock from the pain and sound had scared him alot, and he really wasnt willing to try that thing out again, at all. He had allready tried something simmilar at the central, where he accidentially had smashed a window while playing basket ball with some of the other jocks around the central, the pain hadnt been as bad as this, but it was enough to scare him away from blank windows or mirrors.<br><br>"Kara, im sorry about that, i was trying to get the sausages from the frigde, but i hit the juice instead. I shouldnt have touched the frigde in the first place." He flattened his ears alittle, as some of the blood from his hand had begun to drip from the wound, mixing with the juice on the floor. making the small spot swirl slightly and turn dark orange in colour. "Should i clean up this mess?" he said and looked at her, "Youre gonna be late otherwise."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 01:10:59</strong>
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				Grabbing the necessary items from the first aid kit she turned to look at Christ's left paw. It was a gash, nothing too deep but she needed to clean up the blood to make sure. "It is not Kara but Kate, Chris," she reminded him as she took his paw in her hand. God, she wondered if he would be making a mess of things in her apartment. Sighing, she dabbed a cotton ball soaked in alcohol onto his paw, not really into whether he might whimper more or not. The faster she got this clean and bandaged, the faster she would be able to head out. She really was starting to question the reality of have an anthro to keep and look after. <br><br>"Look, just do not touch anything breakable and leave the mess alone. I can get my next door neighbor, Angus to clean it up. You...you just stay on the couch and read. Do something but cause trouble," she said in a frustrated tone as she slapped a bandage onto his palm. She needed to head out and she warned Chris not to break anything again. "We can talk again when I get back in two hours, Chris. Please, I do not want to come back to more messes, alright?," she said over her shoulder as she made her way to the front door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 01:20:44</strong>
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				"Sorry kate!" he yelled after her, but she was allready gone, he looked at his paw with the bandage, then to the mess, and then to his paw again, he stood like that for almost five minutes, the bandage bringing back a memory from the time where his hand had gotten a gash too. He snapped out of it quickly though, walking out of the kitchen,&nbsp; but then walking back in, he couldnt just let the mess be there! it was like someone was picking on his mind, he had been told to stay on his couch, but he really wanted to clean up the mess he had made.<br><br>He ended up with sitting in the kitchen, holding a kitchen roll in his hand, having taken up the juice from the mess, and putting the glass onto another piece of paper, which was in the middle of the room. He were resting his chin on his knees, just staring at the pile of broken glass, as if waiting for it to burst into flames, or jump up at him. He kept sitting like this untill he heard the sound of a door slamming outside, lifting his head and perking his ears, looking at the doorway to the kitchen, then to the clock. The two hours had passed some time ago, it had to be Kate who had gotten home from classes.
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				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 01:31:48</strong>
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				"Sorry Kate, had a meeting with a Professor," Angus called out as he entered into her apartment. Standing at six foot three and one hundred pounds was a Viking lookalike. Angus had been accepted to the college on a football scholarship and had been a friend of Kate's for a good year now. He had received the voicemail about her new dog causing a mess in the kitchen with orange juice. Shaking his head in amusement, she text her back to agree to cleaning it up as long as she made him that famous pizza Kate's mother showed her how to make. He had assumed Kate was down for a nap which he remembered she always did before she went on to study for her classes. <br><br>Entering into the kitchen, Angus was surprised to find a anthro-dog sitting with its knees to its chin and staring at something. He looked where the direction of the gaze was to find pieces of glass on a paper towel. "Kate sent me to clean it up," he murmured before he reached over and grabbed the glass by the edges of the paper towel. Dumping the contents into the trash, he frowned at seeing the floor was sticky. "Need a good mopping but I think all is good now. What are you?," Angus asked the dog.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 01:42:15</strong>
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				"Im the one who broke the glass" he mumbeled, lifting up his wrapped up hand, still staring at the spot where the glass had been laying for another moment, then standing up. and walking ovre to Angus, reaching out his hand to shake his. "My name is Christopher, and you must be Angus?" He smiled at him freindly, noticing he was using his bangdaged hand, he quickly shifted hands, not wanting to make things even worse than they were allready. " Im a dog, well, half dog, Kate bought me some hours ago, and im just getting used to this place." He looked around, still alittle anxious, but keeping calm. "Now if you'll exscuse me, Kate told me to sit on the couch and do something that didnt break of make a mess." He walked right past Angus now, sitting down on the couch in alittle tensened position, now just waiting for Kate to get home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>18-01-2009, 22:11:47</strong>
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				Nodding, Angus shook the guy's hand, wondering why in the world Kate would want a pet. Especially a pet that would cause a bit more mayhem than a regular dog. This one could actually open the door if she locked him in the bathroom or even unlatch the window and escape. "Yes, Kate's next door neighbor," he replied, smiling back. He glanced around to make sure there was nothing else to pick up before he started to head out of the apartment. A thought came to mind and he turned to look at Angus, "Kate might be a bit late today. Usually there is this ice cream vendor who places his bicycle with the ice cream box near her classes. She might have gotten caught up choosing an ice cream to buy." Kate was a rabid ice cream lover and the ice cream seller knew her weakness in giving her the best types of chocolate chip or vanilla cones.
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				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 14:26:07</strong>
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				"Oh, okay. Thanks Angus." He smiled alittle and relaxed abit, leaning back against the couch to sit abit more relaxed. If Kate was going to be late, he might aswell make himself comfortable. He swayed his legs alittle back and forth while sitting there, whistling a low tune while he just stared at the clock, the minutes feeling like hours for him. He soon after lied down onto the couch, taking up a pillow from his trunk and placing it underneath his head to relax better. <br><br>He stared at the ceeling now, looking at the small details on the white painted wood. He tought the event over again, how he had pushed the bottle of orange juice onto the floor, and the glass shattering all over the place, how he had tried to pick up a piece and only managed to slice a cut in his palm. And the worst part; the dissapoited look Kate had sent him while cleaning his wound. That gaze had felt like a stab in his chest, really making him want to just curl up and dissapear for that moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 20:10:11</strong>
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				Kate enjoyed the fact the ice cream vendor knew the time and place where she ended her last class of the day. She thanked the vendor and headed back to her apartment. Angus had texted her to let Kate know everything was fine with her kitche. She still could not believe Chris had put himself into that much trouble. Made her upset to know he could barely keep his excitement from causing spills and injuries. Chris would have to realize that accidents like that made it more difficult to keep him from getting on the other neighbor's nerves. One thing to make a spill in her kitchen but if it had been a broken window or even a stuffed up toilet, the building manager would be on her ass and asking her to pay a bigger security deposite because of Chris.<br><br>A college student was not rich. Kate only came into the money to buy Chris as a christmas present from her Aunt Jamie. Aunt Jamie had sought to give Kate a furry companion after hearing of the nasty breakup Kate had with her longtime boyfriend, Mark. Kate really had thought the relationship would head into marriage but after finding out Mark's infidelity, she knew otherwise. "I'm home," she stated as she locked the door behind her, throwing the ice cream stick into the garbage can near her front door. She truly hoped Chris might not be another disappointment in her life but she would put on a smile nonetheless.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 21:00:54</strong>
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				Christopher had fallen asleep on the couch while he was waiting for Kate to return from her classes, laying on his back on the couch. He had become all tired of waiting and decided to take himself a nap while he waited for her. Had he known beforehand that she was going to stop by a icecream bar, he would have asked her to bring one for himself too. Alas, now he was deep in dreamy land. He looked all relaxed now, not any signs of eagerness or such.<br><br>(Sorry for short post, having trouble coming up with things &gt;.&lt;')
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				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 21:55:58</strong>
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				Kate glanced over the couch to see if Christopher had done as she asked to stay on the couch while she was at class. He done so and smiled, glad to see if actually listened to her. Looking around, she grabbed a blanket from her hallway closet and gently placed it over him. He might have fur to warm him but nothing wrong in keeping him toasty, she thought. She played with the hair on his head before she placed a kiss on his forehead. Off to study, she told herself as Kate made her way to her bedroom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 22:23:39</strong>
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				He didnt perked his ears alittle as he felt somethinf being put over him, he even made a small smile at this, and rolled onto his side, tugging himself into the warm blanket, had he been a feline he would have been purring with the utmost delight. He slept only just a few more minutes though, since he had been resting a good deal. He woke up with a small groan, yawning loudly and stretching his arms before getting up into a halfly sitting position, blinking at the blanket. He couldnt remember having put a blanket on himself, but he let that matter rest for now. He could hear someone&nbsp; in one of the seperate room. <br><br>He got up to his feet and sneaked his way towards the door, resting his hand on the doorknob for a while, as he tought of what he should do. This could be a theif who had broken in while he slept, or it could be Kate. He setteled with the least probable option, and quickly flung open the door, looking around in the room for anyone or anything that was causing the noise, while he looked all large and intimidating.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 21:16:44</strong>
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				When she studied, Kate enjoyed being in comfortable clothes. While she enjoyed her jeans and tank top, it was not fit to move around on her bed. Best to change into her usual pajama outfit and from there she could go to bed without any hassles. She started to undress, toeing off her shoes and socks. Kate smiled and wiggle her pink-painted toenails, admiring the gloss she had placed over each one. Made it look better when she wore flip flops than a drab color. Her mind worked on what she needed to do in order to make her study time efficient, not realizing in the next few minutes Chris would burst through the door.<br><br>When the door was flung open, Kate screamed as she quickly grabbed something to cover herself up with. How dare Chris come into her room without permission. "Get out of my room," she screamed, using her bedsheet to cover herself. Thank god she had managed to change into a pair of panties and bra but still it was humiliating to have him burst through her door as if he owned the place. "Go back to the living room, now." She managed to wrap the bedsheet around her like a towel and headed over to push him out to close the door. God this was embarassing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 22:29:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris was stunned when he realized what he had done, he looked over her chest for a short moment, seeing her breasts for only a brief second before she had them covered. He finally snapped out of it, staggeringly trying to explain why he had done like that, but before he could do anything to react he was pushed out of the door, her voice still in his head. "Go back to the living room, now." He shook his head a little to get the image of her bosom out of his head as he headed back into the living room. How could he had been so foolish to think that there was a thief on the way, when he knew that Kate allready had been on her way back!<br><br>He sat back on the couch again, now just having his head lowered and looking at his feet. He had never seen a real woman's breasts before, not a humans one at least. Oh yes, he had often been taking a peek at through the keyhole to the Girls changing rooms while at the central, their chests, being all furred and covered, hadn't appealed to his tastes a deal, but this was certainly different to him. He then suddenly came to a conclusion: This time Kate wouldn't be as forgiving as last time, there was surely punishment for him to be had when she came back. Just the tought made him whimper slightly, and slowly slide off the couch, walking up behind a chair in a corner of the room, hiding behind it, even though he was too large to even be concealed properly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>31-01-2009, 01:11:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Quickly, she changed herself into her pajamas and threw on a nightrobe for good measure. She was not about to go out there without putting on a few layers. God, she could not believe he had seen her almost naked. If she had gone through with instead taking a shower and removing her underwear plus panties she would have died. "Oh my god," she whispered, shaking her head as she took a deep breath. Her hands shook a bit from having been frightened and having Chris seeing her in almost all her glory. He needed to know that doing things like that was highly inappropriate.<br><br>In fact, she was angry he had gone and do that without permission. This was her house and not his. He was her pet and as a pet he should know better than to be walking into closed off rooms. "Chris, where are you?," she called out as she left her bedroom to seek out Chris. She was going to give him a stern talking to and relegate him to the couch indefinetely. "You were wrong to peek in on me," she called out, easily finding him hiding behind a chair in the corner of her apartment. The dog should have known he was too big to hide behind it and she crossed her arms. "Chris, you should have knocked before walking in on me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 14:16:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Im sorry, i didnt tought a burglar might have snuck in while i slept so i sought to get the element of suprise.." As he spoke, he realized how dumb a conclusion that was. Of course someone wouldnt attempt a theft at this time of day, and even less likely if they saw him laying there. He rose up from his crouching position, walking to where Kate was standing while keeping his head down. He cursed himself in his thoughts. It was a bad habit of his to always act on impulse and instinct, without even thinking the situation through, It had almost gotten him killed once, because he was concidered too agressive to be adopted, and had pushed himself through lots of mental training to stop this from happening. The new home and new people must have made him forget the training.<br><br>He looked up at Kate "I didnt mean to peek on you, i just wanted to be a good guard dog and protect you.." He tought that he had to be extremly lucky if she were to buy this explanation, even though it was true, it sounding just way too off.<br><br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 04:27:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The way he talked and spoke to her showed he was not one for confrontation especially if he was in the wrong about walking in on her. Still, it did not give him the right to run in on her while she was undressing. Once more, she was lucky he had not walked in at any point of her removing her underwear or bra. She could start to forget Chris walked in on her while she had some semblance of clothes on; however if he walked in while she was completely naked, she would have thrown his ass right out the front door. Privacy was a big thing to her and Kate could not live with a pet who not only could talk and walk on his own but could easily get into trouble. He already cause two occurences. Who was to say he would not continue?<br><br>"Chris, just please remember to knock before walking into my bedroom. In fact, knock and call out for permission next time. What happened was really inappropriate," she answered, hoping he got the message to not do it again. It was his first day but only she could take so much before she wondered if she wasted her money on a troublemaking pet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hey, Don't Lick Me There, Bad Dog... [Marguerite/Andy]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andy</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 22:49:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will remember to knock and ask for permission before walking into your room if youre in there, and stay out of it when youre not in there, i promise!" Chris sounded more cheery now. He had to make it up for her that he had done this, so while she spoke, he churned his brain to think of a way to repay her. "Umm.. is there anything i can do to make it up to you?" he smiled almost sweetly now, a boyish smile even.<br><br>He made sure to note privacy as a big thing in his memory, not wanting to be thrown out just yet.
			</dd>
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