Barred: Chapter 3
3 Rai slid the _Old Fashioned_ to Nomac and took the other guy's money. He smirked as he walked off--smirked and shook his head. The coyote ignored him and turned slightly, softening his gaze and taking in his new _friend_. A black lab: not a bad...
The Big Bad Boy and The Little Me
Nick was a grey labrador, who listened to rock music everyday and loved classic cars .
High School Dilemma
Finster pointed to the labrador as he smiled and looked around to the class. "hello, everyone! i'm freddy barnes and i came from jericho middle school!
Wolfie Steel: Private Eye, Part 1
Wolfie Steel: Private Eye Written by Wolfie Steel Part 1. My job working for Senior Doberman as his chief bodyguard and head of security is challenging and it does keep me supplied with quite a bit of money, but for some time now I have been feeling...
Spirit Bound: Chapter 111
It was a pity the labrador spoke so little; even his speaking was pleasing, though the depth of tone was most surprising.
"Soft Serve Swirl" - Chapter 6: Dressing Room
The labrador remains quiet as they enter the main club floor again with all the excitement and passions filling the air.
The Story of Captain Padfoot, Part 1
"helm, set our course for interception of dog star three at maximum impulse power" the helmsman, a golden furred labrador named jason miles, acknowledges my order and sets our course and speed.
Making friends
Don nodded to each: the chow, labrador, husky and mastiff; then gave brizitt a smile. "so, i'll take don and chai. hey switch, go set up the field." the husky grabbed a stack of small cones from chai and took off.
Hunter's Return
The labrador yelped as snarly closed his larger jaws around the male's neck. as her mind was fading, the flind saw her old friend twist his head around, tearing a chunk of meat from the canine's throat.
A New Brother- Part 8
The one that had spoke was a ferret, but there was also a wolf, a tabby cat, a black labrador and a fox. they all seemed to be around the 16/17 age mark and troy smirked to himself when he heard one of them speak. "i'd love to get done by him."
Sundays...
But at the end of every sunday, i want nothing more than to collapse into my couch with ford, my 14 year old labrador... tired... my eyes burn, my lungs ache... the sun wakes me through the windows.
Pale Blue Dot - volume 5 - The Pale Blue Dot 5.1
The labrador beside me shoved me forward to the defendant's stand. "guilty." i wanted to save some time. the rigid, slow, and tedious process was punishment enough, not to mention that my defenses had never mattered anyway.