2007.01.28 Sun

I’ve been fostering this boy, Whiskas.
He fell asleep after a big “wrestling festival” with my dogs.


This is what they did! Whiskas, a puny 20 pounds, was trying to fight Koruri, who weighs in at 65 pounds.
Koruri kept hitting Whiskas with her fancy footwork and her paw-punch-special, but Whiskas never gave up! Way to go, Whis! (Actually, I did hear a couple of yelps).


One of my dogs, Rega, the youngest boy, had been watching their fight. He’s a bit timid and didn’t seem quite ready to accept this little newcomer. Rega had been avoiding Whiskas and pretending not to see him. He would sniff him, but only from a safe distance. In fact, he really wanted to join in the fight, but he just circled around them, only messing with Koruri. Such a coward.
So while Rega was contemplating what to do, the fight escalated until a certain someone had finally had enough.
Arf！（Shut up! Enough, boys!!）
That was Michiru, the youngest of my female dogs. She had been sleeping nearby.



Her bark silenced them in a flash. Well done, Michiru. You guys got carried away.
But, oops, looks like we’ve made Rega a little depressed.

Whiskas, if you can survive here, you can be adopted by anybody, anywhere, even if the new family already has a dog or naughty kids.

Do you wanna live with the adorable Whiskas? If so, come down to ARK right away!