10-14-2018, 12:11 AM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 60%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify;"]Pain still tingled though his leg, but the swelling had gone down. Apart of him feared he needed to leave, to go and find his owner and seek her help. Even if he found his human and got her help, he would feel as if he was obligated to stay. He left that all behind him, thus he did not want to turn up just to leave again. That would be rather rude of him. Walking on it was a bit of a chore, so, for now, his leg was pulled up under him and carried about his day on three legs. He was use to walking on three legs as he had spent months like that after his first surgery. Still, it was quite frustrating. Victor believed the only thing he could do now was to stay off it and occasionally ice it when the swelling flared up again. Perhaps he could find someone who could fix him, may it be in another group or some back alley doctor who looked like they had too many trips to the trash compactor.
Finding a rather secluded part of the territory, the canine laid down in the shade of a tree. The sounds of screaming birds and feral animals was almost overwhelming, but he beginning to grow use to it and be able to tune it out. Shifting his eyes to the small pool of water, he noticed a small family of frogs sitting by the waterside. Noticing Victor's presence, the frogs quickly retreated into the water. Almost out of nowhere something hard fell on top of his head. Looking up, his eyes met those of a tropical bird watching him with interest. Victor quickly dodged as the bird threw another tree nut at him. Letting out a deep bark, the bird quickly flew away and Victor was finally left to himself.
Today, he made sure to stay away from the beach. He was not really in the mood to interact with anyone, thus he stayed in the jungle. Victor had grown rather fond of the jungle and how beautiful it was. He had never seen blue water before and it had been quite a treat when he came across the pools scattered over the island. In Alaska, the water was simply clear and daunting, daring you to fall in and fall victim to the cold temperatures. His mother always told them horror stories about what happened when you ventured near the water. Ironically, running over the frozen water was part of the racing, for the most part. Being lead dog, he needed to know when it was safe to cross or if it was best to go around.
Finding a rather secluded part of the territory, the canine laid down in the shade of a tree. The sounds of screaming birds and feral animals was almost overwhelming, but he beginning to grow use to it and be able to tune it out. Shifting his eyes to the small pool of water, he noticed a small family of frogs sitting by the waterside. Noticing Victor's presence, the frogs quickly retreated into the water. Almost out of nowhere something hard fell on top of his head. Looking up, his eyes met those of a tropical bird watching him with interest. Victor quickly dodged as the bird threw another tree nut at him. Letting out a deep bark, the bird quickly flew away and Victor was finally left to himself.
Today, he made sure to stay away from the beach. He was not really in the mood to interact with anyone, thus he stayed in the jungle. Victor had grown rather fond of the jungle and how beautiful it was. He had never seen blue water before and it had been quite a treat when he came across the pools scattered over the island. In Alaska, the water was simply clear and daunting, daring you to fall in and fall victim to the cold temperatures. His mother always told them horror stories about what happened when you ventured near the water. Ironically, running over the frozen water was part of the racing, for the most part. Being lead dog, he needed to know when it was safe to cross or if it was best to go around.