Dog Baths Don't Always Work [Zach]

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@crystal

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dogs man, dogs

so lie to me and tell me  we'll make it through the night

Peace finally settled within the hut. After several attempts to wash Gatsby, the dog finally won and dragged his master into the metal bin with him. The corgi jumped out of the bin, shook his body and walked back inside the hut. Clara got out of the bin, her robes completely soaked. Sometimes she loved Gatsby, but bath time was the few times they did not agree.

Clara walked back into the hut to find her dog sleeping in front of the fireplace where a fire she had started only a few hours ago was still burning. She took her robes off and grabbed a towel from her chair. Drying her hair, she glared at Gatsby while she dried her hair. "You know we still need to get you properly cleaned. You can't stay filthy forever. They won't let you in the castle if you do." Her pep talk was replied with a growl from her dog. "You'll care soon enough."

Suddenly her dog's ear's perked up and Gatsby ran out of the hut. The witch didn't normally chase after her dog, but bath day always changed his normal behavior of a calm dog who ignored the sounds from the forbidden forest. She huffed and followed her dog outside to see a tennis ball in his mouth. She grabbed the ball from his mouth and looked down at her dark, angering filling up. "Gatsby, where did you find this!?"

❖ NOX ❖

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Bark, bark, bark, whine, woof...

You would have thought that the animal was having an existential crisis. Or that it was hurt or in trouble or just in danger overall. But you would be wrong on all remarks. Totally and completely wrong. Yula was and always probably will be a ball freak. A total ball freak. Any time that worn down tennis ball would come out--it was as if all of her calmness and serenity went out the window (not that the husky had much of it to start with but you get the idea). Even if she was laying down--it was almost as if she knew. She knew what that ball meant and she was so gosh darned excited....it was just crazy. She was just plain crazy. But it was Yula...and Zach would not have had her any other way.

And so yes--it was play time. yes Zach had a break from classes and book work. And no he had nothing else to do at the present moment that required great importance. And so man and canine were out near the care of magical creatures hut (though not close enough to bother the professor nearby or any of her things of course) where Zach was tossing the tennis ball out and watching with a laugh as the husky tore after it like it would grow legs and run away if she didn't pounce on it quick enough. Zach could not help but smile at the dog. Ahh that canine got him through some strange and dark days. As cheesy as it sounded—she really knew how to listen to him even if she would never understand exactly what he was saying. And she knew the exact weird and wild thing to do that he couldn’t help but laugh at it.

He sighed softly as his trail of thoughts ran away with him. He didn’t even want to imagine where he would be right now if he never had a critter to look after. Whether it was a dog like Yula or an owl like his mom and dad had…or even that persnickety cat that kept following him around until he eventually asked his mom and dad if he could keep it and they said yes and he named it Whiskers of all things. Creatures of all kinds—it didn’t matter. They had all helped in some way or another…even if they never would truly realize it. Nor would he ever be able to show gratitude enough…

He was brought out of his thoughts as he heard a soft whining sound. He had the tennis ball in hand and Yula was of course whining as she spun around in a tight circle—just waiting for her human to throw it for her. And throw it Zach did. Perhaps a little too hard though as it hit a nearby tree trunk and ricocheted off the plant and towards the hut where his fellow professor and co-worker lived.

Opps.

And of course his dog being the total ball freak she was—took off after all. Oh no! His dog was going to end up making a total dork of herself. And end up annoying the other. And oh this wasn’t going to end well. ”Yula! Yula come!” he shouted as he took off running after the forty pound canine. Oh man…this was just what they needed...not. This was going to make a really good first impression Yula! He eventually found the husky running around in tight circles next to the blonde whom he recognized as the care of magical creatures professor. In her hands was the tennis ball and at her feet alongside what he presumed to be her dog was Yula…whining excitedly as she twirled around. She knew better than to jump up on someone and so as much as she barreled towards people at full speed—she always stopped before them instead of jumping on them. He taught her better than that.

He stopped as he got closer to them—panting softly as the dog made him run for it didn’t she? He reached down and easily picked Yula up—much to the husky’s chagrin as she still whined and tried futilely to reach for the ball. ”Sorry about that. I guess I was a little distracted and threw it harder then I meant to. I didn’t interrupt anything did I?”

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Pic of Yula: upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e6/Siberian_Husky_red_Flickr.jpg

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@crystal

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ah dogs.

so lie to me and tell me  we'll make it through the night

Clara was staring at another dog. Since when were there other dogs? Did she miss a notice? She stared at the dog until a familiar face, Zachery Eielson the Charms professor, picked the dog up. "O-Oh, this is yours. She has quite the beautiful coat." Clara was now examining the dog as she walked around Zachery's person. "Mmm, yes. Very very nice. Love the white." She showed the unfamiliar dog the tennis ball and waited if the dog would choose to accept the ball back from her hand. A whine could be heard from the blonde's own corgi. "You didn't take a bath," scolded the blonde, "you don't get the ball or a treat tonight!" The scolding was received by a defeated whine and the corgi sat down in front of his master.

"I'm sorry for his behavior. Today was bath time for this little one. Instead, I participated in bath day." Her hair was still damp, frazzled slightly and a towel was around her neck. "Zachery right? Transfiguration- no Charms! Charms professor! I'm so used to sticking to the outdoors, I forget half of your names these days. My apologies. How are classes for you?" It's not that Clara stayed away from the castle, but she liked the creatures and her students way more enjoyable than the professors sometimes.

❖ NOX ❖