Abraxas Winterlight
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we are just going to remain pet free for the forseeable future.
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my kiddo is allergic to pretty much anything with fur, so any pets are out.
besides, I like large dogs (labs, etc) & a apartment is not the place for one
That's the type of dog the President was talking about getting for his girls, because his youngest is also allergic.
On the whole pet thing, I've had numerous different things over the years. Ranging from dogs, to guinea pigs, a newt, fish, cats, hermit crabs.
I had a few dogs growing up, my dad really taught me a lot about working with them, teaching them things and stuff, and I think that's what got me into dog training when I got into law enforcement.
The first dog I trained that I worked was one hell of a police dog. His name was Rocky, and he was a German Shepherd Dog that weighed a bit over 100 lbs. When he passed away, at 12 yrs. old, I didn't leave my house for a week. I cried every day. It was terrible.
My last one, Boxi, was another GSD that I picked up from an importer. This dog was a handful, and I knew right away that the only person qualified to handle him was me, someone who had experience. Some dogs aren't for new handlers because of their Alpha Drive. This was one, and he turned out to be an awesome working dog. One night on a traffic stop, a guy got out of a car and my back-up officer started to pat the guy down. The guy started fighting, tried to run, and then started fighting again. Boxi came in and bit the guy, took him down, and we were able to take him into custody. The dude had two handguns on him, both loaded and ready. He told us later that if it had not been for the dog, he would have killed us both. Boxi is retired now, and doesn't do much except get hair on my kangaroo rug by the fireplace.
Anyway, so that's what I do with dogs.
Cats...well....I don't think you can train those things.
In Soviet Russia, cat trains you!
I have no more postable pictures of my cats, as I lack any sort of camera or the techspertise needed to transfer such pictures to a computer. One of my friends took that picture of Jack and took then forever to e-mail it to me.
Me personally, I have two fully-black cats (no white patches) of Siamese descent, and the privateer orangeness that is Captain Jack. But the apartment in which I presently live has an additional three cats: one more black one (big guy, pretty sure he's an ursine hybrid), a patchwork lass and a gorgeous blue-eyed Siamese kitten. So, six cats, one apartment, twenty-four paws of destruction.
I <3 Boxi forever for saving Amen's life.
Also, is that rug real kangaroo? O.O
Yep, red kangaroo at that.
Not sure of its origin, other than the obvious, but a friend brought it to me from Down Under. Knowing her, she probably hit it with her car or something lol.
On the whole pet thing, I've had numerous different things over the years. Ranging from dogs, to guinea pigs, a newt, fish, cats, hermit crabs.
I had a few dogs growing up, my dad really taught me a lot about working with them, teaching them things and stuff, and I think that's what got me into dog training when I got into law enforcement.
The first dog I trained that I worked was one hell of a police dog. His name was Rocky, and he was a German Shepherd Dog that weighed a bit over 100 lbs. When he passed away, at 12 yrs. old, I didn't leave my house for a week. I cried every day. It was terrible.
My last one, Boxi, was another GSD that I picked up from an importer. This dog was a handful, and I knew right away that the only person qualified to handle him was me, someone who had experience. Some dogs aren't for new handlers because of their Alpha Drive. This was one, and he turned out to be an awesome working dog. One night on a traffic stop, a guy got out of a car and my back-up officer started to pat the guy down. The guy started fighting, tried to run, and then started fighting again. Boxi came in and bit the guy, took him down, and we were able to take him into custody. The dude had two handguns on him, both loaded and ready. He told us later that if it had not been for the dog, he would have killed us both. Boxi is retired now, and doesn't do much except get hair on my kangaroo rug by the fireplace.
Anyway, so that's what I do with dogs.
Cats...well....I don't think you can train those things.
Angelus, that post was epic!
ok, you may get me too. if you remember that concept I ran by you I wouldn't really be into play until 3 or 4 days after the order was given since the Troopers would have to go out so far into the Rim
Name: Maria Hernandez
Race: Human.
Rank: Lieutenant Junior Grade.
Position: Junior Conning Officer.
Age: 19
Height: 5’ 0”.
Weight: 105
Eyes: brown
Hair: Brown
Skin tone: Olive
Maria Hernandez is the youngest daughter of a family of nine. Her Father and all of her five brothers joined Star Fleet, but Maria is the only of the two daughters of the Hernadez family to do so.
Her family lived happily in Mexico City, and they still have the family home there. Maria left Mexico City for the first time when she joined Star Fleet, and has only been back once before she posted to her first command, the Arizona.
Maria is a pure tomboy, lean and fit. She was never one for girlish past times, prefering sports to dancing. She has no fashion sense, so she sticks to her uniform unless pressed very hard.
I don't remember discussing this character. Did I miss a PM?