~Survive The City!~ A Stray Dog RP

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(Shoot! I missed it! I was watching my hen with her chicks.
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Such cuteness!)
 
(I am just going to jump in with Nessa, if anybody wants to join me, feel free!)

Nessa trotted into the park. Her wound had healed nicely. She went up to the old lady who fed birds, who she had made friends with. "Hey puppy dog!" She crooned in a soft, high-pitched voice. "Hows the little doggy?" Nessa wagged her tail. She gave a short yip. "Oh, you want food?" She reached into her bag and pulled out a bag of dog food. "Especially for you, pooch!" Nessa licked the lady's hand and and sat down to eat. She didn't necessarily liked being called pooch, but hey. It got her food. "You are a nice dog, yes you are!" The lady stroked Nessa's soft ears.
 
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Knowing how dogs tended to be upon arriving there, the man braced himself for a fight. He called over his shoulder to someone out of sight beyond a door. "Ready?"

"Yup," came a reply from another human.

The man tightened his grip as he approached the door of the truck, opening it just a crack and slipping the lasso-end of the pole through. Somehow, he managed to fish a dog out with the device, and hauled it to the ground outside of the truck. It just happened to be Sonya.

She looked around, made uneasy by the new sights and sounds and scents. But she didn't struggle, for she wouldn't know where to run if she did. Instead, she waited as the man latched the door of the truck again, and then allowed herself to be lead back to a cage that another human had open and waiting. She barely made a sound as she was closed within it and the man returned to the truck for the next dog.

He continued the process until each animal had been removed from the truck and was in a separate cage for evaluation. ((If'n that's okay.)) He then picked up a clipboard and began writing things down, looking up at the dogs occasionally as he did.
Kira snarled as she was being led away, and put up an awful fight. She twisted her head away from his grip, snapping her jaws.
 
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