Post by cana on Jul 23, 2008 14:54:57 GMT -5
The blue merle shetland sheepdog nosed at a piece of cardboard hopefully, before moving onto a packet of old sausages. She gulped them down hungrily without chewing them, glad for some food to quench the burning hunger clawing at her stomach.
Suddenly she stiffened. The smell of a hostile dog had reached her nose over the scent of mouldy food. The sheepdog turned, her hackles raised and her lip curled to reveal sharp teeth. A flash of fur made her growl angrily.
"Come out!" she spat, staring at the shadows. "Come out or I'll drag you out myself!"
Suddenly she stiffened. The smell of a hostile dog had reached her nose over the scent of mouldy food. The sheepdog turned, her hackles raised and her lip curled to reveal sharp teeth. A flash of fur made her growl angrily.
"Come out!" she spat, staring at the shadows. "Come out or I'll drag you out myself!"