Dumb Dog Novels & Stories

Such a kid. Either this girl is good at acting or she is really dumb. I sighed when she took out her shoe and threw it on them but they dodged it and her both shoes were on the ground now. This girl is really really dumb. I noticed the dogs really started getting aggressive and can hurt her. Not finding any other options I climbed down my car and made my way towards them. From far it was not looking that scary but the more I got closer it was horrible not for me but for any normal or sane person.

I ask him raising a brow at him. "What things?" he says still acting dumb. "That wolves howl to the moon," I say with an eye roll. "Don't roll your eyes at me, that's rude," he says in a firm voice. "And not answering me is rude, so tell me," I say with a pout. "I'm not being rude, you should know," he says, and I do know, but he have to tell me, just to be sure. "I should know what?" he says. "You know, aren't you a big bad dom, unless if you're a really dumb dom, but I don't think you're dumb, cause you being dumb is really bad," I say making him chuckle.

One of his puppets blurted out. What the— Now this dude has actually spoilt my plans, but wait not entirely, let's hear what our dumb drake has to say. "Fuck," he cursed, "are you all that weak? He's dangerous, I am more dangerous. So get your butt up and let's start moving." He screamed furiously at his puppets who had no choice but to do as ordered. Okay dude isn't only dumb, he's stupid, the dumbest living thing I've ever seen. That was really fast.

"Do you wanna know what's going on or nah?" I gathered my senses and puffed a loud breath before following his steps downstairs. My eyes widened when we reached the wide, big underground and my jaw dropped when I saw a huge cage in the corner with thick steel bars. It was like a giant's white cage and there was a huge, brown dog inside, bigger than the usual dogs. It looked like a Siberian husky but bigger, as in bigger... like a monster, no! more on like a freaking werewolf! I stepped background as the dog howled so loud.

“He got that name because the fool chases anything—rabbits, bears, whatever moves. He doesn’t really know his limits, or how big and strong he is.” “He’s sweet,” Chloe mumbled, giving the dog one last pat before standing up. “I’m sure he’s very smart.” She knew the breed was known for its intelligence. “He is,” Gabe agreed, then added, “When he’s not chasing something that could get him killed.” Chloe laughed, clearly amused by the way Gabe talked about his dog. He acted like Chase was a troublemaker, but she could tell he really cared about him.

“Why didn't you ever tell me you had such a cute dog?” Diana could not help but get excited when she met ‘Brownie’, Alpha Darren's white Pomeranian. Alpha Darren shrugged his shoulders. “Because you didn't ask?” Apparently Diana was too busy playing with the dog that she didn't extend her question.

Severed flesh and gore sprawled across the room, each piece glistening under the pulsing red glow of the basement’s lighting. He collected himself, as Binge eagerly violently scratched himself, his body lined the texture of tree bark, a branch ending from the side of his head like that of a horn had bore fruit of an unidentifiable nature. His sanity degraded into that of an animal, yet his ability to speak remained. Flakes of bark-like skin dropped with each frantic motion, creating a twisted mosaic on the blood-slick tiles. “I’ve brought you more treats… dog!” Hound repeated a joke that was used against him mocking his situation, “Go fetch!” The mocking command rang out like a twisted echo

Jacques watched the two dogs eating from their bowls. She figured why the two bowls were kept apart. These two are extremely hungry dogs and liked to steal the other's food resulting in fights. From the bowls, she learned the names of the dogs. The bigger one was called Duke and the younger one was Earl. "Earl, no!" She stopped the dog from getting close to Duke's bowl for the ninth time. The younger one was naughtier and more fearless than Duke. Although these two acted like goofy buffoons, she could see they are extremely intelligent and very friendly. She was ashamed of getting scared of them the first time around.

"There's also another cartoon I've watched called 'The Bad Jokes'. There was a dog in the show that couldn't talk either. His master gave him a piece of clothing, and he could only say three sentences, one of which was, 'I am so-and-so'. One time, all of them were looking for a baby. Many people were looking for the baby secretly for their own reasons.

Sienna's P.O.V. Mav squeezes my hand. I am terrified of these demons, but I refuse to let them see it. We will win. We're stronger than they think we are. "The only ones who are going to die are the three of you. I forget your names. Are they Dumb, Dumber, and Dumbest?" I ask them. Their eyes flash from black to white.