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 Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 6:58 pm
"Hanz!! Hanz!!!! Come back you little....*German words not to be repeated*!!! I don't want to chase you all over the place today!!"
Yelled a young human female running far behind a little dachshund.
"Sorry Liebe! Vut today I vant to play!! I'll come home später!!" With that the little racing dog left her in the dust to explore.
"Hmm I've never been here before, ja..." Hanz said as he further explored the outer city.
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 7:12 pm
Gem sighed as she trotted along the sidewalk, leaving a balding police man to talk to one of the workers who were reconstructing part of the road. Today had been unusually uneventful, as much as gem thought days like these should be relaxing, she found them to be completely and utterly dull. She stepped lightly over the cracks in the sidewalk, avoiding pieces of chewed up things which she had been unfortunate enough to step on once before, only to discover the sticky substance would not get out of her fur, that had been a very bad day, although it had no doubt been worse for the criminal who had crossed her path afterwards. she chuckled at the thought, criminals seemed to be getting stupider by the day, but that just made her job more fun... unfortunately it made her feel the purposelessness of these jobless days all the more.
As she walked she gazed about her, at the shiny glass windows of the buildings, and further ahead, where hte buildings slowly shrank, becoming houses. It was not often she ahd visited the outer parts of the city, and it was here that she could remember her more exciting jobs. She sighed, turning her head up to the sky hoping today would be yet another adventure.
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 8:48 pm
Hanz pushed back his goggles from his eyes with both paws before heading forwards. This was nothing like in Germany where some human words had become recognizable to him. These words were so strange and looked more like pieces of things humans called art. The smells were so different and he rather missed the smell of his old home, but that didn't make this place less exciting.
One thing he hadn't gotten used to was that fact that he was just another dog here. No one knew who he was which was the opposite from Germany. Hanz really couldn't decide rather he liked it or not. It was nice to be left alone, but sometimes he missed the attention.
Wait dog scent?! Why yes it was indeed the smell of a dog. In some way the particular scent seemed familiar to him. It must be a breed he had run into before in his past. Hanz smiled and headed towards the smell, it had been awhile since he had gotten to play and perhaps this dog would be interested.
Rounding the corner he spied the German Shepard, but of course that's why it was familiar, but it also made him home sick. Perhaps this dog was from Germany as well, if so they might make great friends.
"Guten Morgen!!! Or Good Morning in case you're not from Deutschland!!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2008 12:53 pm
Gem yawned slightly, stretching her long body as she leaned back. It was rather tiring have nothing to do, but as the unfamiliar dachshund approached her she chuckled, she had been meeting a lot of dachshunds these days... She tilted her head, looking at the dogs strange coloring, as she thought of the other spunky dachshunds she had met, they all seemed to be full of spirit.
As the dog spoke she raised an eyebrow, grinning as she pondered the meaning "deutschland..?... oh isnt that what the silly speaking humans call germany or some such?" she shrugged slightly "good morning to you too" she smiled, curious as to why the dachshund had chosen her to talk to, though she found him more interesting then doing nothing.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 8:48 pm
"Germany yesh. For heavens sake you are a German Shepard you should know that much at least. Not sure vhat you mean by silly speaking humans though. " Hanz flicked a nail against his goggles it was something he did when nervous of frustrated. "My name is Hanz prize vinning German race dachshund, by the vay!"
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