Dogs Zootopia Novels & Stories

" Zhang Dazhi roared angrily. He had been waiting for Bai Ziping's dog to show weakness. However, his dog had become weak first. He didn't know why the drug powder, which had been effective yesterday, had suddenly become useless today. Had the Dogfighting Ring found a solution? It was impossible. The drug he had brought was the latest gene powder produced by M Country. Apart from the antidote in his hand, nothing else could beat it. No matter how angry and suspicious he was, his Caucasian was defeated in the end. Bai Ziping had won two consecutive games. However, it was not over. Zhang Dazhi's dogs were all defeated in the third, fourth, and fifth match.

Goodness, she must have watched way too many reality shows. It is Saturday night. She was in Luke's room making out, Luke was kissing under her chin when she happened to glance around his room. Their dog was in his room on the floor and watching them make out. Zoe felt awkward, they are creatures like them and Zoe's next favorite after Wolfs but still. ”Uhmm, Luke?” she called shifting uncomfortably. "Yeah?" Luke answered. ”Uhmm! The dogs are watching us,” she mumbled. Luke raised his head to the dog's direction and laughed, "Don't worry they don't care baby." He said and leaned in to kiss her but she held up her hands.

But it was only a matter of seconds when Zeev loudly cursed, and Zane felt their vehicle wiggle on the road until they crashed on the sideway. The screeching sound of the motorbike bounced on the trees from the forest, Zeev was startled by the squirrel crossing the road and tried avoiding it, making them crash. They both rolled over from the road down to the edge of the forest. However, Zeev only rolled and hit the gutter, while Zane unfortunately fell down, hitting some trees before reaching the flat ground. Zeev groaned the pain from his legs and immediately removed his helmet. “Stupid squirrel.” He was annoyed and almost struggled to stand, looking around for his friend.

"You know he has a mate now, right?" "I don't see a mark," it took a whole month before Drix finally relaxed around Gillian. He no longer reacted when we were together. Zophia got used to the pack members faster than anyone expected. She was like a hen protecting her chick and would attack whenever any girl got close to Gil. She was more of a problem than Drix. Eventually, she learned to relax and then turned her rivalry to Apple. They both loved desserts and Zophia was a natural, just like Apple. No, if it wasn't for the fact that Apple is a sugar fairy, Zophia would have been better than her. Apple knew that and it was the cause of their daily rivalry.

Several police officers walked in and flashed their badges. "Which one of you is William Lewis? We've received a report of large-scale tax evasion by your company. You'll need to come with us." William paled instantly. He whipped around and glared at me. "Was it you who reported me, Suzanna?" I smoothed my hair casually and smiled. "Don't break the law if you don't want to get caught, Mr. Lewis. You were the one who said the finance director helped you dodge three million in taxes during the annual dinner.

He sat cross-legged beside the fireplace, arms crossed, pouting at a dog that had dared to sniff his foot. And there were so many dogs. Zeus, the proud corgi patriarch, trotted around like he owned the mountain house. Tinkerbell, his Leonberger mate, was never far behind, usually tucked up next to Xenia or pacing anxiously if too many loud noises happened at once. Their litter—Calliope, Aoide, Rufio, Thalia, Erato, Melete, Tootles, and my sweet Pockets—had fully turned the lodge into a fuzzy, barking, tail-wagging blur.

Zoe beamed as she scratched behind the pitbull puppy’s ears. “Uh, perhaps you should let me take over, Miss Justice,” I said, clearing my throat, trying to move her away from the table. “But why?” she questioned with confusion written all over her face. “Just a safety precaution with Titus being a pit and all.” “Dr. Parker, he’s a puppy, and I’m fine. Please be seated,” she gritted through clenched teeth. I sighed but returned to my stool in the corner of the room and watched him flirt with Zoe while she examined the puppy.

Then mutated golden retrievers, German shepherds, and Rottweilers. They poured onto the rooftop from every direction like a black tide. None of them came for me. They rushed right past me and lunged straight at the zombies. Tearing. Ripping. Slaughtering. Under the fangs of those mutated dogs, the zombies didn’t stand a chance. Rotting flesh flew everywhere. In just a few minutes, the rooftop was completely cleared. The dogs parted, opening a path down the middle. Duke stood there, right in the center, then turned back to look at me.

Of course it is. “There’s more,” Matthew says, pulling my free hand. “We have a dog!” “A dog?” “Dante,” Zion explains with a smile that mixes pride and amusement. “We adopted him in the third week after you disappeared. Matthew needed something to take care of.” As if summoned, a golden retriever appears at the top of the stairs, his tail wagging with controlled enthusiasm. He approaches slowly, sniffing my outstretched hand before deciding I’m approved. “He’s trained for security,” Luka explains, pragmatic as always. “But he’s also good with kids.”

I guess it wasn’t that bad, it was nice to have another outlook and opinion. And if a little girl can do it, I can do it. "Yeah, I'll think about it," I murmur. Zion smiles and says bye to me and Amy before walking away, but we keep going until we reach the backyard. I can see Dean running after Chocolate, "My dog is big and scary, but he's a gentle giant. He barely even barks."