Jojo Dogs Novels & Stories

The adorable little dog, the Yorkshire Terrier, Jojo might not have been human, but he was a big my character and I can't forget him in this. Jojo was Alex's best friend and companion, he loves Alex and he loves food, we can never tell which he loves the more. Although he doesn't show Alex how much he cares whenever his around, but even Amanda can't help but call them cute whenever Alex returns from work and Jojo is all around him.

“Ugh. JD!” “Is my mother dressed?” he asked entering the room with a hand over his eyes. “No.” Reese chuckled. “She’s covered.” Dean laughed as her dog scooted closer to Helen. “If you want her to get up, you have to get up first.” JD reasoned with the dog. Whimpering, he scooted even closer. “If you don’t get up, you can’t go swimming.” Sad dog eyes looked at Helen. “It’s true. You have to get out-.”

The smell of gingerbread and cinnamon filled the air making my stomach rumble. A low growl sounded from the top of the stairs leading up to the bedrooms. There stood my mom's biggest baby. Her purebred Doberman. His black fur mixed with the shadows the nightlight cast in the hallway. His brown eyes glowing in the light. “Settle down, Creed, you big baby,” I muttered. As soon as he heard my voice, he shot down the stairs, his body doing a full wiggle as he sniffled me. I knelt down and pulled his face to mine, scrunching his cheeks as I kissed his snout. He returned the kiss by licking the whole side of my face.

The barking of the dogs was so loud because a stranger had come to the place. Bli Ketut Suryapramita took from the cage a 4-month-old puppy who was still fluffy and white and was fat, so calm in temperament. He handed the adorable puppy into JC's arms. "It's called Spice Girl, isn't it cute?" said Bli Ketut Suryapramita. JC lifted the puppy into the air a few times while bursting into laughter. "Oohh she's very cute and calm, my girlfriend will like her, Bli. Are the vaccinations complete?" he said.

Jasper looks suspicious, but kisses her hand and waits to hear what she has to say. “Dad- uh, I-I mean, Mister Cirillo bought us a puppy to be friends with our wolves. His name is Mister Happy. He’s a Saint Barnyard and still in our bedroom.” Kara pouts to match Katie. Jasper suppresses a laugh at her mispronunciation. “He’ll be sad without us.”

A small chihuahua came running at Elliot excitedly. "Hi, demon" Elliot muttered, immediately bending to carry the dog. The chihuahua wagged it's tail aggressively while Elliot rubbed it's belly. Jade stared. He has never liked the dog. Mojo was just too aggressive. Even while he was the size of their shoes. The second, mojo noticed Jade. He started barking aggressively. Elliot laughed before walking deeper into the house. Later that night, the villa stayed quiet. Jade had just showered.

Simply described, they looked like monsters. Jordan stepped in front of me, his fur bristling. He was an Alpha; he was built for this. He lunged at the lead rogue, snapping his jaws, but the rogue swiped him across the shoulder with claws that looked like daggers. Jordan yelped, tumbling into the dirt. He scrambled up, but the other two were already closing in, their movements unnaturally fast.

Fortunately enough, Josiah distracted the guards who were supposed to make rounds around the house for another hour. He was in charge of the guards and made it easy for us to sneak inside. "Boss..." The guy behind me called out, frozen on his steps. "What?" I asked, annoyed, looking at them as they stood still. They looked shocked. That..." Another pointed. "Grrrr..." I slowly turned my head to a viciously looking dog that drooled saliva. It was a bulldog. Muscled and trained to kill. Its eyes screamed death, and it was not going to retaliate at any cost since we were invading the property.

Otto looked at Yvonne's side profile with a slightly darkened gaze. Did that mean he no longer had to help her hold an umbrella? … The day Otto left Astertown, Yvonne took Doodoo on a private plane to the border. The plane landed in the afternoon. It was Doodoo's first time traveling. When the plane landed, it wagged its tail excitedly. Yvonne ruffled his head, saying with a smile, "Look at you, acting as if you've never seen the world before." Doodoo was a fierce Czech Wolfdog, yet at that moment, it was as excited as a little puppy. The juxtaposition was quite adorable.

The smell of gingerbread and cinnamon filled the air making my stomach rumble. A low growl sounded from the top of the stairs leading up to the bedrooms. There stood my mom's biggest baby. Her purebred Doberman. His black fur mixed with the shadows the nightlight cast in the hallway. His brown eyes glowing in the light. “Settle down, Creed, you big baby,” I muttered. As soon as he heard my voice, he shot down the stairs, his body doing a full wiggle as he sniffled me. I knelt down and pulled his face to mine, scrunching his cheeks as I kissed his snout. He returned the kiss by licking the whole side of my face.