The one where Huan uses his nose for good.

[celegorm]

For once, Huan tracks down something pleasant rather than a rabid raccoon or the neighbor's trash. Good dog.


Celegorm: *Walks up to the first stand in the farmers' market and picks up a red apple* These look nice, don't they Huan?
Huan: *nose in the air, sniffs* Woof! [Yes those smell...OOH! I smell something familiar!]
Celegorm: *cocks an eyebrow* Define familiar. As in perfume or cow poo? Both of those are familiar.
Huan: WOOOFFWWOOF!! [Neither! It's...] *dashes off without finishing*
Celegorm:...damn it. *puts the apple down and gives chase*
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I know, I know...she'll find out eventually, but I plan on enjoying her company before all hell breaks loose. On another note, my closet has been sorted! And Huan hasn't eaten any of my boots!