Dumb Dog Novels & Stories

“ if i...“ but i controlled my mind quick enough before i made something stupid. I looked at him and never realized how huge is balls were. There must be a lot of sperm inside them, i thought. Now, that was the first time in my life, i thought about to have sex with a dog. When that came to my mind i quickly said: “ you cant fuck me Diana“. Just that sentence made me feel comfortable again, that i had such a dirty mind. I took the leash and we both walked out the door. I didnt took long to reach the forrest and a lot of other men and women were walking with dogs. Everytime i saw a woman with a dog, i thought automatic about, if she ever fucked her dog. “ hmm this one is clipped, she cant“, i

I asked as I looked at the brown dog. Lupa giggled as the brown dog looked at me with what I swore was disgust. Hey, it's not my fault that doodles have become a fad. "A Chesapeake Bay Retriever. They're a hunting dog similar to a lab, but cooler. So, where'd you find him?" Damian answered my question and repeated his own.

My plan which proves that- IVY! I AM NOT DUMB! Proving my brother that I'm not dumb was somewhat on the top of the priority list since he's been calling me with the same nickname, which is Dumbhead. He needs to come up with a new nickname now because the previous one just expired.

"Stop making yourself look stupid; you know you're speaking to me." I frowned at him, not sure if he's right when he says I'm stupid because I don't understand him. "You're both really rude and keep telling me I'm stupid, and you're both confusing to talk with," I shake my head. " Fvcking drop it! That dog isn't talking!" I was astounded when I heard his voice rise. What did I do to irritate him again? Wait, Isn't he aware that his dog communicates? So... Is it just me who knows?

Are wolves that smart? I turn slightly, looking back to where I’d left Dumbo, but there’s nothing. When I turn back toward the wolf, he’s lying on his back, his tongue hanging lazily out of the side of his mouth. I snicker, unable to help myself. It’s obvious he’s a big, strong killing machine. But right now he just looks like any dog wanting his belly scratched. If a dog was the size of a tiger that is.

Pigsy had rushed out once more and kicked Samuel hard with his trotters, breaking more of his bones. He subsequently stepped on Samuel’s forehead with his front trotter. “Are you still unclear of the position you’re in, dumba*ss?” he growled. “As a human, it’s certainly rare to be dumb to such an extent! Your mere existence brings shame to your parents. Why don’t I end that for you?”

"Liking a man who doesn't like you, even when you are this amazing, young lady Chocolate, is indeed dumb. However, what about the other girls who aren't as amazing as you? If they pursue the same guy, should we also call them dumb? Just dumb?" As if a bucket of water was poured down, the ladies' expressions turned sour. "Wait a minute," the guy excused while getting his phone. "I have a dictionary application here," he said, then browsed at his phone screen. "These are the synonyms of the word dumb. It says: fool, stupid, idiot, and gullible." He stopped for a moment. Next, he looked alternately at Chocolate and the other girls.

“So before now, you thought I was dumb?” “I didn’t say dumb.” “You implied dumb.” “I said you got smarter.” “That means I was less smart.” “That’s not the same thing.” “It is exactly the same thing, you ungrateful pregnant criminal.” I gasped softly, more amused than offended. “Ungrateful pregnant criminal?” “Yes. You sit there touching our pup and thinking sad thoughts when you should be thinking strong thoughts. This baby does not need your fear as breakfast. It needs confidence, food and maybe fewer murder plans before noon.”

She swore she heard Gamma chuckle as he dropped his prize at her feet. The years slipped by, marked not by birthdays but by growth. At two, Cerebus was larger than any farm dog. At five, he dwarfed shepherds and mastiffs alike. By ten, he stood tall as a Great Dane, muscle rolling beneath his golden coat, each head sharp with intelligence. To strangers, he was nightmare made flesh. To Ellie, he was still the trembling pup who had pressed three noses into her jacket that stormy night.