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I've gotten 500 words done on Displaced and 470 on the Waith charity fic. The Ganya is trailing behind at 300 words. I will be very busy with RL on monday and wont get any computer time. I'll probably start shaking around noon because of it. :)
ETA a dog story.
while I was at the shop a couple in thier 20s came in with a boxer. Well, they didn't come in with him they left thier rather frail elderly uncle to be walked by him. Uncle was pulled along uneven ground by the dog until I called out to him to say that he could come in. Then the pulled him through the shop. The young guy just stood down near the oposite end of the store and pleaded with Bear to behave.
I finally just asked him if I could hold the leash while the uncle shopped. I really wasn't sure if this would be asking for a broken neck myself but I figured my bones would have less trouble healing than a shaky old man. The actual owners of the dog didn't have any interest in holding him. So I took the lead and locked the thing [it was one of those extendible thingies] I said SIT BEAR and the dog looked up at me as if to say 'Yes, Glorificus! Anything you say!' It sat there until the folks were done shopping and when the owner took his leash after checking out the dog leaned into my leg and wouldn't budge from his sit until i told him to go. The owner was stunned. I don't think poor Bear wanted to be the leader of of that pack.
ETA a dog story.
while I was at the shop a couple in thier 20s came in with a boxer. Well, they didn't come in with him they left thier rather frail elderly uncle to be walked by him. Uncle was pulled along uneven ground by the dog until I called out to him to say that he could come in. Then the pulled him through the shop. The young guy just stood down near the oposite end of the store and pleaded with Bear to behave.
I finally just asked him if I could hold the leash while the uncle shopped. I really wasn't sure if this would be asking for a broken neck myself but I figured my bones would have less trouble healing than a shaky old man. The actual owners of the dog didn't have any interest in holding him. So I took the lead and locked the thing [it was one of those extendible thingies] I said SIT BEAR and the dog looked up at me as if to say 'Yes, Glorificus! Anything you say!' It sat there until the folks were done shopping and when the owner took his leash after checking out the dog leaned into my leg and wouldn't budge from his sit until i told him to go. The owner was stunned. I don't think poor Bear wanted to be the leader of of that pack.
