Its a Dogs Life

Rose stood there shaking for a moment. She sat down with a huff trying to calm her body down. She shook not only from exhaustion but she was pumped on adrenaline. "You are really self-destructive, you know that," she barked.
 
Snorting, he muttered under his breath, "You have no idea..." Struggling to reach the torn stitching along his nape, he only opened them farther, and unsuccessfully laid back down, wincing and shifting his bulk frequently.
 
"Don't move," she practically growled. The longer they were injured the longer they would be confined. SHe heard footsteps coming from behind the door. It was Matt and he had obviously seen that something was wrong with Bear. Standing up Rose padded out of the door's path and waited.


Matt slipped into the room quickly shutting the door before the dogs could escape. He walked over to the bed and saw where the stitches had opened up. It was not worth restitching so he would just bandage it up. He sttod up and began grabbing the cleaner and bandages.
 
After a while, Prinny got bored with just her thoughts and a rather irritating itch just in that one spot she couldn't quite reach. Standing up, she shook off the straw before padding slowly out of the stall and outside. It was warm at least, and suddenly, she took off running.
 
Doc looked up as a brown blur race past him. "Prinny?" he barked a question in his voice. He jogged after the daschund his arthritic legs not allowing him to move any faster. He dropped his nose to the trail and began to follow her scent.
 
Not hearing her name being said, Prinny kept running. Gaining ground towards the wooded area, she slowed down just enough so whipping through the underbrush wouldn't hurt. Avoiding tree roots, and bushes, she panted happily as she slowed down into a trot that fell into a slow walk. When she found a nice sunny open spot, Prinny lay down, rolling in the clover that covered the ground.
 
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Doc trotted through the woods his nose to the trail. The sun shown softly on his mocha brown fur highlighting all the little grey hairs. His ears drooped in front of his paws but with years of practice he easily avoided stepping on them. Doc stepped carefully through the underbrush finding small clumps of Prinny's fur caught in the branches. She had an easier time goin through the underbrush but he had an advantage in tall grass so it all evened out eventually. He could hear the soft gurgle of a stream of a stream nearby and slowed to a walk. He noticed that once he go going his bones seemed to loosen up and he could move more freely.
 
Bear, backed into an edge of the room, was silently watching Matt now, eyes narrowed and teeth bared to display his distaste for the medical attention.
 
Matt slowed down and set the scissors behind him. He pulled out a cotton swab dampening it with some peroxide. "I ain't going to hurt you," he kept whispering softly.Rose watched Bear tense up, "If you bite him you will have to stay in the barn for an extra week," she barked softly.
 
He couldn't tell which was worst. Nothing would give him more pleasure than to bite the man, but its result wasn't worth it. He'd have to think of something else in the interim. "Why can't we just go now?" he whined to her, ears pivoting forwards as he fought back a snarl.
 
Rose looked at him confused, "Go where?" she asked. "Once Matt cleans you up he will release us into the barn but that is all," she barked leaning back on her paws. "Just let him wrap your neck bandages don't hurt."
 
Ceasing her rolling after a while, she sat up, then scratched at her ear. Looking around, she could almost picture this being a place she'd let those pups run about. Her head dropped as she moved again, out of the sun and just off to the edge of it, before she lay down staring out at the spot where she had been. Yes, she could see them fighting with each other, and him separating them, with the one little white one she'd had nestled up to her like he did. Without meaning to, she let out a whine of sorrow.
 
Resentfully he did as she said, and once it was over he was back in a corner, body convulsing with fear. He hated being locked up. It terrified him...
 
Doc pricked his ears as he heard a soft whine nearby. He changed his course a little but he stayed close to the scent trail.


"Prinny," he barke softly hoping he was not interupting anything.


Rose sighed as Matt backed away from Bear. Fear practically radiated off the dog and before she knew it she was walking over to comfert him. Before she could get close enough Matt lifted her onto the table and began to unwrap her neck. She growled softly letting him know that her neck was still tender. He sighed saddily as he looked at her neck. It was not healing properly and he wasn going to have to cut away the dead tissue again. He pulled out a large needle and began measuring out the chemicals to sedate Rose again. She whimpered softly knowing what was coming next. Matt stopped and opened the door giving Bear the freedom to leave the room and enter the barn. The doors to the outdoor world were locked but there was a doggie door to the small dog run.
 
As soon as he caught a glimpse of his freedom he bolted, blowing through a half-foot crevasse before Matt had even fully opened it. Taking several swift laps around the barn's interior, his tail whipped violently from side to side, tongue drooping lazily out of his mouth. Panting gently, he began to head towards the dog door that lead to an outside enclosure... but something stopped him.


Pivoting on his heels, he looked back into the room and at Rose and Matt and suddenly felt sad. Ears laying flat on his skull, he let out a shrill bark, wanting to share this newly found liberty with the Alpha Female as much as he wanted to experience it himself. Bounding back into the room, he reared onto his hind legs along side the table, head resting between his two massive paws while he watched Matt begin to sedate her. Reassuringly his tail wagged, ears forwarding while he waited with yearning brown eyes.
 
Rose watched Bear race out of the room as Matt filled the needle. He picked up her front leg rubbing gently until he found a vein. The prick of the needle was painful as always and she let out a small yelp. When she looked up again Bear had come back and he was waiting for her on the table. She began to sway as the sedative took affect. She tried to lower herself to the table but she just kind of fell. As Rose's eyes closed the last thing she saw was Bear's face.


Matt went to work cleaning and flushing the wound. It would sting later but Rose did not react well to painkillers. Once he had finished her wrapped her neck in a red bandage that popped against her black fur. He lifted her up laying her down in her stall. She was already coming too and he knew if he stuck around Rose would most likely snap at him.


As Rose's mind began to come back to her she noticed a stinging in her neck. She tried to scratch but that required too much cordination. She opened her eyes trying to focus.
 
Bear, like a shadow, had followed Matt to Rose's stall, and was now sprawled on the ground outside it, partially asleep. Snorting, his ears twitched, legs absentmindedly moving for he was dreaming. Of what?--I do not know, nor did he when he woke. But it was a good dream, because along with his legs, his tail was also beating rapidly.
 
Rose heard a thumping outside her stall and she could make out some kind of movement in front of her. She slowly began to stand up her head spinning. "Bear," she barked groggily. She swayed on her paws knowing that if she fell it would not really hurt because of the padded stall. Taking a clumsy step out of the stall she sighed enjoying the small freedom. There was food in her stall but she was not all that hungry.
 
At his name he woke abruptly, rolling away from the stall and using the momentum to get to his feet. "Mhm?" he whined drowsily, blinking and watching her in a dazed state of exhaustion and concern. "You should lay down," he advised sullenly, touching his nose to her chin to reiterate his good intent.
 
Rose was suprised by his touch and just nodded but she did not lay down. "I'm fine," she barked taking another clumsy step. "I would not have woken you if I had known you were sleeping," she barked apologetically. Rose scanned the barn looking for any other dogs but they were all outside because of the nice weather.
 
Frowning as she remained afoot, he turned, loping drearily towards the dog door that lead to the outside portion of the barn. "It's fine," he replied sharply with a grunt, pushing his way through, cringing as the edges of the door brushed against his body and caused his wounds to tingle unpleasantly. Shaking out his auburn coat, he padded down its length, then back again, sniffing every now and again before looking to see if Rose had followed. The sun warmed his thick fur, it felt fabulous, and he was quite content basking in the heat.
 
Rose slowly made her way after Bear. She noticed the way his sides brushed against the frame and winced softly. She sucked in as she passed through the frame trying to avoid further injury. The minute she stepped outside ROse relaxed a little, the sun warmed her coat pleansantly. She stumbled over to a corner leaning against the fence as she laid down.
 
Bounding towards her, his forelegs slid outwards in a play-bow, the grass slipping down under the weight of his paws and ultimately being torn from the soil by his calloused pads. Rump swaying from side to side in an attempt at an apology for attacking her before. Licking her cheek good-naturedly, he plopped down next to her, oddly alert and hyper.
 
Rose smiled as Bear play bowed in front of her. She nudged him softly, "You don't seem like the hyper type what is up with you?" she asked kindly.
 
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