So she's a giant cat. Does she knock shit off the counter too?
[ Both amusing and slightly horrifying. He hoped she didn't have the
habit of sitting on people's faces as well. He went to the kitchen, opening
it up and locating the bag quickly. He riffled around for the biggest piece
he could find before coming back, twirling the bone with his fingers.
]
So better than a cat. She at least does something with it.
[ Not that Kirk had really spent enough time around cats or even dogs
to have to much of an opinion. Frank never kept animals on the farm, and
his apartment after had not allowed for animals. Star Fleet certainly
hadn't either, and he didn't have the time, though he'd contemplated a dog
once or twice.
He keeps the bone close to himself, wise enough not to simply dangle a
treat and his own fingers in front of something with teeth so sharp. He
waggled the bone, clicking his tongue, eyes darting to Bull. ]
Just toss it up to her?
[ Because no offense, but Dawnstone and "take it nice" didn't seem to
be two things that paired well. ]
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So she's a giant cat. Does she knock shit off the counter too?
[ Both amusing and slightly horrifying. He hoped she didn't have the habit of sitting on people's faces as well. He went to the kitchen, opening it up and locating the bag quickly. He riffled around for the biggest piece he could find before coming back, twirling the bone with his fingers. ]
You want a treat, pretty girl?
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[ Which is good, because she'd destroy them.
Dawnstone is waiting for Jim when he comes back, neck raising to try and sniff at the bone. Watch your fingers, Kirk. ]
Oh yeah, she's interested.
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So better than a cat. She at least does something with it.
[ Not that Kirk had really spent enough time around cats or even dogs to have to much of an opinion. Frank never kept animals on the farm, and his apartment after had not allowed for animals. Star Fleet certainly hadn't either, and he didn't have the time, though he'd contemplated a dog once or twice.
He keeps the bone close to himself, wise enough not to simply dangle a treat and his own fingers in front of something with teeth so sharp. He waggled the bone, clicking his tongue, eyes darting to Bull. ]
Just toss it up to her?
[ Because no offense, but Dawnstone and "take it nice" didn't seem to be two things that paired well. ]