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[Saturday 21st Nov @ 2:01pm] |
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It seems that Viskol has taken w-well to his training, at least he isn’t p-p- u-urinating in my shoes anymore, and that is a plus for certain. He also isn’t getting into my tools either, or the seedlings. The plants… Seem to like him, I don’t know h-how he managed to get them not to attempt biting… But either way, I am glad for the results.
I s-suppose I can get used to a dog, then. He’s… So small right now, th-though. Sometimes I don’t see… Wait, didn’t that vet say something about him getting r-rather tall in the future…? H-how tall do Great Danes get, again? I think I need to research this once more… This… This quad is big enough… …right?
Ah… I um, I… Hmm.
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[Friday 30th Oct @ 10:46pm] |
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Ah… Miranda…? I … Wondered if I could maybe t-talk to you, for just a… It … It wouldn’t take long. Just a moment of your time… That’s all… I promise…
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[Tuesday 6th Oct @ 2:23am] |
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Viskol… It is a suitable name. It means, “a stormy wind in winter”—perhaps it i-isn’t winter just yet, but he is definitely… a stormy wind.
…At least none of my flowers h-have been attacked yet.
Thank you for the advice about putting things higher up, Miss Heartilly… S-some things are safer on the shelf, at least… My shoes, however…
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[Saturday 26th Sep @ 5:14pm] |
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I must smell like dog food, b-because it won’t stop following me…
I didn’t mean to bump into it! I just sort of tripped and stumbled, i-it was because of my shoelaces! And he just happened to be there, in the way, and I nudged him—I didn’t hurt him I swear it! I think? I hope… But ever since then he just w-won’t leave me alone! Is that common? At least, I think it’s a he? I DON’T KNOW. I just know i-it will not stop following me ever since that night I ca-came back from helping Miranda with her food…
…Why is it stalking me?!
A-and this morning, I found him in my room… I don’t even know how he got there! He chewed all over my coat… And peed in my shoe… Don’t ask how I knew!
…Maybe I should bring him to one of those, ah, the um, places for lost animals? I sh-should look into that…
After all, I… I can’t have a p-p-puppy! I need time to look after my plants, not a d-dog.
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