Teaser: Pup Tent
I liked it when the twenty-two year old blue heeler called me sir. "but dalia needs a dose of antibiotics for her sinus infection," he said, glancing down at his expanded list of responsibilities while gwen was out.
Yiff in the Stables
As rex's team roping heeler, he's brought his horse to the rodeo. our setting is one of the horse stalls at the rodeo grounds. our characters have retired to jim's horse's stable after a day of hard riding to do some hard riding of their own.
Pawford Personalities, Ch 2: Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Hoss
He called to the bartending blue-heeler. "eats-like-a-horse!" she shouted after him, "you better not be plannin' on drivin' yourself home, or so help me god, i'll kill you if you don't kill yerself!"
In The Doghouse: Chapter Fourteen
Vance tipped the mouth of his beer bottle up to his lips, never taking his eyes off the heeler, who chewed his tongue with apprehension.
Rocketman, Burning up out here
The blue heeler ambled into the room, where mitchell, violet and natalia were eating lunch, wiresless monitors set on their bodies, the unflattering hospital gowns worn and he brought the pad to his muzzle, consulting the data from the machines.
Valium & Vodka: Chapter Fourteen
He reached over to help the heeler with the bags of pamphlets and medication he held.
Valium & Vodka: Final Chapter
The heeler said with an airy chuckle. "likewise. lot's changed in the last few months." "i hear that.
In The Doghouse: Chapter One
Three months after his death, the heeler still missed him terribly, but he lived his life as he hoped the lab would have wanted him to.
In The Doghouse: Chapter Seven
A beach fire was lit, and a volleyball game was started while the coals were burning, and the heeler learned that day just how competitive his daughter could be.
Making the News
Laya took on the form of a red heeler, he growled as a second penis popped out beside the first. "oh... fuck... yes..." he growled, the voices of the alpha race telling him that he would be able to change more humans than the regular alpha....
The Precipice of Disaster
On top of my lack of money, i was a mutt, a cross between a border collie and a blue heeler. i looked like a jar of india ink and a jar of white-out vomited all over me.
Pawford, Ch 3: CJ's Garage
Fielder was a member of the city's chamber of commerce, and so cj had introduced me to him during my first two weeks in pawford; the blue heeler was a pleasant, middle-aged dog who loved to talk about anything and everything.