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He was standing at the back door when it started to rain. A light sprinkling rain that dried almost as it hit the pavers.

As the door was open, he took advantage of the situation to indulge his love of water and dashed outside.

The rain started to get heavier and he turned his face up to the sky, catching the raindrops on his tongue. He closed his eyes and felt the rain spatter across his face.

( Please, Sir, can I have some more... )

30minutemuse — challenge #5: rain
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Current Mood: amused
Current Music: the black sorrows — never let me go

The little guy strains against his harness, waiting for me to get a firm grip and enough slack on his lead before I can release him. He's off like a shot, his tail standing straight up as he zooms through the two segments of concrete pipe in the middle of the park in a figure of eight pattern.

Malamute has long since figured out Husky's ritual of water pipe weaving and now waits at the end for him to appear so she can hammer him. A scruff to the neck and some growling later and it's time to play chase along the perimeter of the dog exercise area.

As the chasing winds down, a more sedate investigation of the surroundings takes place. I watch as Malamute christens the kopper log uprights of the surrounding fence and any interesting clumps of grass. Husky follows in her wake, seeing her pee and raising it, in a game of canine brinkmanship.

( Please, Sir, can I have some more... )

30minutemuse — challenge #2: setting
Part of the Pod!verse

Malamutes are intelligent dogs, they just have no interest in doing what you want them to do.

I have a suspicion that Malamute may be Amish, the first thing she does with her toys is to snap the eyes off and rip the faces out. To avoid this, I was preparing the pods xmas presents earlier in the week by removing the faces from two small toy bunnies. Malamute was sitting patiently at my feet watching bunny surgery and occasionally having a gentle tug at an ear in the hope I wouldn't notice and she could scarper off with it. Husky was content to watch the proceedings from the comfort of the lounge.

They got their presents on xmas morning and a hot pink bunny got tossed about the backyard for five minutes before Malamute realised she also had a food component to her gift.

Half an hour later, after trying to hide the remaining half of a well gnawed rawhide bone under me, behind the television and under Husky's beanbag, Malamute finally scoffed it and settled in for a good game of remove Husky's rawhide bone.

This morning she hit on a winning plan. She went hurtling into the backyard and stood at the side gate barking her head off. Husky went to investigate the barks that sounded very much like there's a strange dog in the front yard. The moment Husky had joined her, Malamute bounded back inside and stole his bone.

Mission accomplished.

Part of the Pod!verse

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: the proclaimers — i'm gonna be (500 miles)

Malamutes and Huskies are watch dogs only so far as watching the burglar enter your house and take your goods goes. It's a trait of both breeds.

Humans, on the other hand, are supposed to be more on the ball with the watching of things. It doesn't exactly explain why people who lob up at my front door seem incapable of using the bell. I don't have a door knocker or one of those electronic button thingies, I have a dirty great brass bell mounted at eye level beside the door. You can't miss it. And yet I quite often find people standing there staring at it, perhaps they think it's ornamental.

Yesterday I got the bell starers. They were distracted by the Husky, who sat at the door and looked adorable. He didn't bother mentioning the visitors to me and I didn't realise they were there until I heard them talking to Husky.

Oh, aren't you adorable. You're the cutest thing.

He just sat there, tail wagging and a big doggy grin, agreeing with them.

Curious as to who was talking to my Husky, I answered the door and, instead of spiel, I got asked if my Husky was a Malamute. So I got to use the line:

This isn't a Malamute, that [enter Malamute hurtling in from the backyard] is a Malamute.

You make your fun where you can.

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Current Mood: amused
Current Music: no doubt — sunday morning

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