07-19-2018, 05:48 PM
He wasn’t discouraged, though a bit annoyed because it was obvious that whoever was talking to him was not Ivan and that he was in fact, right, that Ivan was still buried down there somewhere, but buried really deep. He nodded, watching as the other dog contemplated his next move. What he heard next was not exactly what he expected and he was not looking forward to wrapping a dirty scarf over his beautiful blue eyes, but he grudgingly decided he could bear it.
”Alright.” The German shepherd sighed, slipping the scarf over his eyes. Now his ears pricked up and his nostrils flared, trying to make up for his sense of sight. He just didn’t want to step in a deep puddle of mud or get tangled in spider webs ... he could navigate well being blind, but he just wouldn’t be able to remember the landmarks and how to get there, and that was probably exactly what his guide intended. ”Lead the way, then.”
”Alright.” The German shepherd sighed, slipping the scarf over his eyes. Now his ears pricked up and his nostrils flared, trying to make up for his sense of sight. He just didn’t want to step in a deep puddle of mud or get tangled in spider webs ... he could navigate well being blind, but he just wouldn’t be able to remember the landmarks and how to get there, and that was probably exactly what his guide intended. ”Lead the way, then.”
deutschland schmidt, played by felibri
ddr german shepherd & wanderer & 5 years old & male
ddr german shepherd & wanderer & 5 years old & male