It's a Dog's Life {O, Male Dogs needed}

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    IKR?!?!?!?!?




    ((BTW, im grounded for the rest of the week... no computer but I will find a way!Hopefully...))

    OOC: Mine too xD, Aw Your Grounded >_<


    IC: Ivan Stiffened when he ehard that those where poisen meatballs. How Many Had He Had...3...4...? He suddenly began to feel dizzy at the thought. He shook his head, seeing a glimpse at the riffle. He yelped and tried to take off across the street, but had no attention on the cars. On Roared and sped in front of him. He jerked back before hesitating to run again. His hackles rasing nervously as he was returned series of honking and beeping. His ears felt drowned and the nose roared awkardly in his ears. He made it to the curb on the other side and shakily stepped up, feeling his paws shiver unsteadily. He heard the riffle gun flare and the spark of the bullet speed past his ear. He tried to run towards the den but it was blocked it itallic metal. He yelped to be let in, feeling drowsy by the second. He yelped roughly one last time, his eyes feeling soggy just as his vision began to get fuzzy. He saw different series of colors...and what he thought was Jack's muzzle poking beside the Metal Sheild. Instantly he collapsed after the noise of the riffle died down.

    "I'll do it," Venus said, knowing she'd eaten the least and only felt a little sick. She managed to get the metal away from the entrance.