#baronyofthesilverwolf

That sound is not uncommon here now and then. Young puppy whimpering, but this is different, muffled?

"WHat is it, guys?"

There's also the sound of cars zooming by at the same area.

Muppet cycles back to Gwen. Glennies aren't herding dogs, but they're terriers. And just about perfect for ankle-nipping.

He doesn't really bite, but... nip, nip at the air, then bounding ahead and waiting for Gwen to follow.

Ivan grumphs with concern and looks that direction too./ "Okay okay... let's go," Gwen's long legs make strides.

Muppet has to take big bounding leaps to keep up with the long-legged creatures, but he's got the spirit!

Indeed, he has vim and vigor! And Ivan and his senses guide Gwen (With play herding) towards the road ... on the road is a bag burlap? It's wriggling. For a moment Pearl, the cat, hisses. Remembering when as a kitten this happened before. But it's not kittens no.. that smells like dogs. And a car . Not noticing or caring that there is a bag with at least two puppies in it, is about to run over it.

Gwen sees this and goes "Crap!" And without thinking, wtihout her usual caution, leaps to try to grab the bag at the risk of her own neck

All that lacrosse training comes into play, and Gwen hits the ground rolling and getting the bag out of the way with the car missing her by less than six inches. She could easily have had her leg rolled over. THe car swerves and keeps going while Gwen breathes realizing how foolish that was, and she says "Muppet, do NOT tell Thistle I did that. She's supposed to be the reckless one not me and I just know she'd give me what for."

Grrrrr.

"I know, I know, hypcrocy is me I..." Ivan licks her in the mouth to make sure she's okay "GAH! Ivan! I'm fine." SHe rises.

And she goes back to their property "If I find out who dumped these pups... stay back guys, they could have worms." She opens and looks inside.

Muppet creeps closer, belly scraping the ground as he crawls.

Three puppies, one has a deformed front leg, the other two are whole, but there are signs of worms that if left untreated will be a problem, but fortunately can be handled with care and the right meds. They're mutts, she observes... If she had to guess she's say someone tried to mix a shetland sheepdog and a cocker spaniel with a touch of ...something else. "Oh you poor guys are a mess. Stay back, Muppet. I don't need you touching this."

"You too, Ivan," Gwen asserts and he heels though he is curious.

Saaaad puppy noise, but he lays down.

Thistle is not a disciplinarian (Thistle still swears he's not her dog), but Muppet WAS Silverwolf trained.

"Good boys," Gwen says, her jaw grinds at the treatment these puppies have been through "Well, we're sure not bringing these into the hold kennel proper, even once they get medicated and care, they're not... well, they're mutts. But I can call our usual vet and have them tended to on the baron's dime. HE can chew me out later but I don't think he will." Whimpers and puppy pleas from in the bag. Gwen has to harden her heart "I will save you. I will help you. You are not staying here. " The odds of anyone wanting these dogs is not bad, except for the one with the runty leg. People want 'healthy' animals.

....Wag?

She looks at Muppet "Don't tell Dottie either, you know her mother instincts are off the charts. " Ivan wags. Yeah, everyone knows.

THey enter closer to the hold proper, Gwen sighs "I need to tell Mom I'm gonna miss dinner. These guys can't wait. I got to go to the vet."

A thought occurs, she bangs on the workshop "Thistle, I need you to run interference for Dottie."

"Huh?"

"Sure?"

"Great, got three worm ridden puppies in a bag that some asshole left on the road to get run over..." Gwen explains hastily, "Mongrels so we won't keep them. But you know how Dottie is, she sees puppies she goes full crazy aunt mode."

"....Why can't we keep them?"

"I mean, sure, they gotta get fixed if they're mutts."

"Food costs, and ... how they reflect on the hold's kennels. People come by and they might see them and go 'what the hell?' instead of getting a good look at her best bloodlines. I love all dogs, but these won't cut the mustard." Gwen ponders, "I guess I could try to find them some loving homes, but you got your dog and no one is going to want the one with the deformed small front leg. Vet will probably surgically remove that in fact for tripod action and even then. " Daireann are kind of fussy about perfect form, but Gwen feels bad about being pragmatic but feels duty bound.

Her jaw juts and her eyes flash.

"Yeah, so you say. I could see how having it removed might make it more comfortable, but that'd be the only reason."

"Oh don't do that, with the flashing eyes at me," Gladiola winces, "I saved these three from getting run over. Well, Muppet heard them first but stil... don't make me feel like the bad guy."

"They deserve a nice family."

"And until that happens, we're responsible for them."

"Right now they need the Vet. I'll try to find a good family for each one, okay? I can't promise they'll be here much but once they're dewormed maybe Dottie CAN fuss a bit then. I just hate breaking her heart when they do go."

Muppet wanders next to Thistle's foot and looks up. He done good?

She scritches his ears. (Not her dog!)

The Idjit loves it!

"ANyway, just keep Dottie distracted, what she doesn't know can't make me feel bad or stress her out. It's possible these three won't all make it, but I think they will be I must go now. I'll let you know what the Vet says after I get back? Fair?"

"I'm taking that as a promise!"

"It's not a vow, don't pull that on trolls," She says "I said what I said... I mean, take it how you want but geez. No pressure!" She heads out to the truck with three whimpering half starved wormy pups, one of them 'born wrong'. A thought that might ire a Nocker . Oh yes, Gwen can protest, but Thistle can still hold her to it because Rocky is supposed to be better than that!

And Thistle gets to run inteference for Dottie! Who is already sniffing around. PUPS?

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