Leave the district(BW)
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| + | Deciding against Leo's advice, Emma heads out of the district back to the park but see a per shop just opening at the edge of the sleazy district. That might be the answer to her problem, Joe had been pestering her to get a dog for a long time, her mind made up she enters the shop. The old black woman behind the counter smiles at her as she enters | ||
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| + | "Hello, were you the woman I saw talking to Leo as I was opening up?" | ||
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| + | "Yes I was, he said I should say he recommended me." | ||
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| + | "Well then want can I do for you?" | ||
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| + | "I'm after a dog?" | ||
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| + | "I usually don't have one in but you're in luck." She comes from around the counter and locks the door turning the sign to closed. "Follow me, I'm glad someone as come has it happens, if no had taken him by Friday he'll have to go to the pound." | ||
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| + | With a little trepidation Emma follows the woman into the back area where there is a kennel run and lay next to the door of the kennel is a large Rottweiler. | ||
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| + | "He's a Rottweiler cross called Prince, he's a year old and extremely well trained, his previous owner had to give him up because he demands too much time for a working girl, she's left a list of all his commands and he also comes with bedding, collars, leads, well everything you need really. So what do you think?" | ||
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| + | "I don't know, I wasn't expecting anything so big or scary." | ||
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| + | "He's all I've got and by the end of the week he'll be at the pound and then I think it won't be long until they put him to sleep." | ||
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| + | "No, but why?" | ||
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| + | "You said it yourself. too big and too scary, I can't see anyone taking him and I'm giving him away, all I have to do is make sure he goes to a good home with a large garden." | ||
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| + | "Can I stroke him?" | ||
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| + | "Sure." The old woman says unlatching the door. "Hold your hand out to him, Prince, friend." | ||
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| + | Emma holds her hand up to the dog and allows him to sniff her, the old woman then opens the kennel door and he trots out and stands waiting for attention. Emma bends down to stroke his soft coat and scratch him behind the ear. | ||
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| + | "Back in you go Prince." | ||
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| + | Prince trots happily back into the kennel. | ||
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| + | "He is well behaved!" | ||
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| + | "Oh yes, so will you have him?" | ||
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| + | Does Emma? | ||
| + | *[[Take Prince home(BW)]] | ||
| + | *[[Leave Prince for the pound(BW)]] | ||
Revision as of 18:46, 30 January 2017
Deciding against Leo's advice, Emma heads out of the district back to the park but see a per shop just opening at the edge of the sleazy district. That might be the answer to her problem, Joe had been pestering her to get a dog for a long time, her mind made up she enters the shop. The old black woman behind the counter smiles at her as she enters
"Hello, were you the woman I saw talking to Leo as I was opening up?"
"Yes I was, he said I should say he recommended me."
"Well then want can I do for you?"
"I'm after a dog?"
"I usually don't have one in but you're in luck." She comes from around the counter and locks the door turning the sign to closed. "Follow me, I'm glad someone as come has it happens, if no had taken him by Friday he'll have to go to the pound."
With a little trepidation Emma follows the woman into the back area where there is a kennel run and lay next to the door of the kennel is a large Rottweiler.
"He's a Rottweiler cross called Prince, he's a year old and extremely well trained, his previous owner had to give him up because he demands too much time for a working girl, she's left a list of all his commands and he also comes with bedding, collars, leads, well everything you need really. So what do you think?"
"I don't know, I wasn't expecting anything so big or scary."
"He's all I've got and by the end of the week he'll be at the pound and then I think it won't be long until they put him to sleep."
"No, but why?"
"You said it yourself. too big and too scary, I can't see anyone taking him and I'm giving him away, all I have to do is make sure he goes to a good home with a large garden."
"Can I stroke him?"
"Sure." The old woman says unlatching the door. "Hold your hand out to him, Prince, friend."
Emma holds her hand up to the dog and allows him to sniff her, the old woman then opens the kennel door and he trots out and stands waiting for attention. Emma bends down to stroke his soft coat and scratch him behind the ear.
"Back in you go Prince."
Prince trots happily back into the kennel.
"He is well behaved!"
"Oh yes, so will you have him?"
Does Emma?
