Kevvy
Sure, a hungarian puli sheepdog knows over a hundred words, but it's all having to do with herding sheep, not a philosophical discussion. if you hear a dna mix ask you "are you ready to order, master?"
Dog Gone (13)
His eyes never left me as he watched me as a sheepdog would his flock. every sign or trace of facial expression i showed would be captured in those eyes. while he showed nothing at all.
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 9
The sheepdog was as good as a nanny with the little fellow, one of the many reasons that she had picked him out from a litter that her cousin had had.
Crisis of Power, Chapter 6
The manager was a very well-built guy with some...i guess it was sheepdog in him? whatever it was, he took my assailant by the arm and roughly led him away. the wolf looked back at me with a smug sneer.
A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:6
"why my lovely little sheepdog..." dawn cooed before easing herself onto the sofa. grabbing his free paw, the ewe draped it over her hip as she lay next to him. "i hope you aren't trying to do anything _'uncouth'_." dawn teased.
For Him and I Part 1
He was a big old english sheepdog lying on top of his wife, clarissa, in the missionary position. he all but blanketed her, sinking her into the mattress with his immense girth. his chunky buttocks were clenched tight, further pressing her downwards.
The Last Journey Of Theodore Vulcek, Leader, Beloved Husband, and Pack Brother
"kid's faster than a sheepdog, shifted, and doesn't need to be told what to do. i can't keep up with him like i used to. i get worried about how down he gets everytime he's gotta put the wolf under wraps, though.
If It Isn't Broken
He had no idea what he was becoming, but as an observer you quickly recognize the features of an old english sheepdog. you do not yet recognize what zaya is.
Ferrets can’t rig. Badgers can’t pull
"oh, the pain of being a hard working sheepdog. i don't even have time to keep my hair cut so i don't walk into things."
Martyrdom: Kenneth
He was a wolf, the fox now observed, or possibly a small sheepdog, with grayish fur and an unobtrusive demeanor. a little on the short, slim side, he moved deliberately, seriously, and seemed at all times calm to the level of being incapable of emotion.
Sakura and the Blob Part III
She'd been walking through the halls, and saw nick, a rather shaggy and attractive anthro sheepdog. he was panting heavily as the heat was bad enough, but on top of that he had such a shaggy fur coat on.
Dog City: Laying Low
We're both hiding out at my place until this all blows over like a sheepdog's combover." a moment of quiet. "take the turnspit turnpike." "i beg your pardon?" "you're right.