blood, sweat, and tears [ dojo ]

[Genesis Fox]

Just like the rest of her ever growing team of fluffy butts, the breeder spent the good part of the morning setting up an agility course specifically designed with Togo the Furfrou in mind. Because the canine had no drive to battle like many of her other canines, this course was set up in a way to make it fun while still being both educational and energy burning. And to top it all off, Genesis made treats that seemed to be his favorite. This should help her encourage the very friendly canine to do something more than just demand attention.

A hand rose to her forehead, wiping away the sweat that began to form on her face. A slime danced along her deep read glossy lips, feeling yet another sense of pride with her work and attention to detail. Although this course wasn’t as intense as others she had build, it defiantly should provide enough special training for today.

And with that done, the raven haired woman turned to get her pup. She gasped when the Furfrou was literally right behind her, startling her even though the pup sat excitedly. His tail wagged so fierce that his butt wiggled, tongue hung out with his eyes bright. The human chuckled lightly and patted the pup on the head, amazed that no one wanted this dog.

“Hey Togo.” His ears perched up, entire body wagged with joy when his master patted his head. “Let have some fun, okay.” The furfrou pushed into her touch, soon his whole body pressed around her leg almost knocking the poor trainer over. “Easy boy,” she mumbled between chuckles, pushing him back, “I even made some treats.” At the mention of treats, his eyes widened and butt planted on the ground. Yes, treats.

She shook her head back and forth, finding him goofy as all hell. “Good boy,” she praised, reaching to grab a piece of kibble from her hip bag, “Now I want you to follow me and listen.” Her hand extended out, letting the furfrou gobble the treat before his full attention was on her again. She held up another piece, moving to the first obstacle and walking him through it using the treat as bait. And once done, a treat was given.

“Good,” she praised again, grabbing another treat to keep his attention, “We got several more to do. Come, follow me.” And with that, the breeder would spend the next several hours training the pup how to run the agility course. They would only stop once in a while to give the furfrou some love in order to keep his attention on the task as hand.

[Rowlet]

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