[Heh. Of course. Owen pushes himself to his feet, gesturing with his head.]
Alright, but don't get mad at me if you get bowled over.
[His dogs are way too well-behaved for that, generally, but still! He doesn't take any responsibility for them.
It's not too hard to find them, and Owen doesn't realize how much he brightens when he sees then again or how much more animated he is after shooing away whatever poor soul we're sacrificing for dog sitting duty in this thread. There's three of them, all told - a white borzoi, a golden retriever, and a yorkie that Owen scoops up into his arms and holds like a child.]
This is Echidna, Typhon, and Cerberus.
[He scritches underneath the yorkie's chin. His baby boy...
The other two dogs turn on Mehmet, staring at him in - anticipation, maybe? Will he cave and give in to how cute they are?]
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Alright, but don't get mad at me if you get bowled over.
[His dogs are way too well-behaved for that, generally, but still! He doesn't take any responsibility for them.
It's not too hard to find them, and Owen doesn't realize how much he brightens when he sees then again or how much more animated he is after shooing away whatever poor soul we're sacrificing for dog sitting duty in this thread. There's three of them, all told - a white borzoi, a golden retriever, and a yorkie that Owen scoops up into his arms and holds like a child.]
This is Echidna, Typhon, and Cerberus.
[He scritches underneath the yorkie's chin. His baby boy...
The other two dogs turn on Mehmet, staring at him in - anticipation, maybe? Will he cave and give in to how cute they are?]