Post by free1 on Jun 1, 2011 21:11:21 GMT -5
Jennifer got out of her truck, surveying the area before going to the truck bed. There were a couple high schoolers around a fire at one end of the field, but there was plenty of space for her to be along. She climbed up into the truck, unclipping her red and tan Doberman from the harness. While most people just stuck their dogs in the back of their trucks, Jennifer would take no chances. Sasha nearly knocked her over in her excitement, and Jennifer thought again how smart she was. She was lucky Sasha didn't leap out of the car when she saw someone. Jennifer climbed out of the car, lifting the trim Doberman out after her. As soon as she was set down, Sasha took off toward the teens and fire, nearly ripping Jennifer's arm out of socket. How do you win shows? Jennifer asked in frustration. Somehow, the dog knew she she was supposed to perform, and did it well. Her behavior anytime else was a huge pain.
Sasha. The curt command brought the wiggling dog to her side, only to jump on her human. Oof. I should not have brought you, dear. She slipped a choke chain around Sasha's neck, grabbing her blanket and walking in the opposite direction as the kids. Sasha resisted at first, but eventually fell in step right beside Jennifer. There ya go, girl. Jennifer found a sufficiently dark spot and spread her blanket out, spreading out on top of it. Sasha sniffed around a bit before settling down snuggled close to Jennifer. The Dobie's head was up, her cropped ears perked erect and keeping track of their surroundings. While Sasha played the part of a super friendly dog, she had the typical Doberman protective instincts. Jennifer never went anywhere at night without Sasha, or one of her newer Dobermans. They gave her an air of protection to her, and she felt safe going out by herself. She settled in with a sigh, gray-blue eyes searching out the old familiar constellations she could find from anywhere.