All Outta Bubblegum (pup training)
08-19-2018, 02:51 PM
The boy sat hunched over a slimey mud puddle with his face scrunched in concentration. He was holding one end of a stick and stirring the muck with the other, and his face was all scrunched up because he was trying very, very hard not to fling medicine everywhere. It was harder than it sounded and every once in a while he'd grumble as a glob of something was accidentally shot across moor.
His mother's nearby howl startled him and he jumped. That little jolt was enough to give lift to a glob of muck and with much dismay he watched as it landed a couple feet away. Aw, in it he recognized the cricket that had taken him so long to catch! "Oh no!" he exclaimed in a high, childish voice. Now it was dirty! He couldn't use it anymore.
Geoffrey stared at the glob for a second longer before it occurred to him that his mother had called for him. A bit put out, he cast one last sad glance at the dirty cricket before padding around the stone that separated him from his mother. Once in her line of sight he gazed up at her expectantly. She hadn't specified exactly what kind of training they were doing today, so he was hoping it was how to make good medicine. God knew he needed it.
His mother's nearby howl startled him and he jumped. That little jolt was enough to give lift to a glob of muck and with much dismay he watched as it landed a couple feet away. Aw, in it he recognized the cricket that had taken him so long to catch! "Oh no!" he exclaimed in a high, childish voice. Now it was dirty! He couldn't use it anymore.
Geoffrey stared at the glob for a second longer before it occurred to him that his mother had called for him. A bit put out, he cast one last sad glance at the dirty cricket before padding around the stone that separated him from his mother. Once in her line of sight he gazed up at her expectantly. She hadn't specified exactly what kind of training they were doing today, so he was hoping it was how to make good medicine. God knew he needed it.