"So it's someone's pet Iguana?" Nessie asked as she watched Jemaine with the lute. "Two legs...usually a good thing."
She bit her bottom lip, gnawing on it a moment at his question then shook her head. "Nope. No marathons. Just like through the forest at home." She'd put a cheetah to shame. At least at home.
"It's someone's pet iguana now," Jemaine affirmed, drumming his fingers idly. "It was aggressive so I, um, gave it away. Animals don't really like Bret anyway." And apparently this iguana hated Jemaine.
Completely unfair.
"Oh. I don't think I've ever run through a forest." Who spent their time running through forests?
Nessie nodded in agreement with Jemaine's decision. "They're not usually crazy about me and Jacob either." It was a whole predator thing. They'd learned about it after a disastrous trip to the zoo.
"The house I grew up in was kind of in the middle of one. I had a tree house out in the forest and I played there a lot." Vampires and werewolves of course!
Jemaine hummed in response, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. "Bret's cat sort of likes me. Um, it likes me more than Bret, at least. My fish always died, though." Probably because he forgot to feed them.
At least they didn't have seventy something goldfish anymore.
"Oh, yeah," that made more sense. "In New Zealand I was a shepherd. That's how Bret and I met, one of my sheep had wandered onto his paddock. But in New York we lived in the middle of the city. We still went for runs, though, to keep fit." And to help find slightly unhinged women's epileptic dogs.
Well seventy something goldfish could be a problem. "He has a cat that doesn't like him? Why?" Because really, Emmett would have just eaten the cat.
"Really? A sheppard? I didn't even know that was a real career. Very cool. Why did you move to New York City?" Besides to find slightly unhinged women's epileptic dogs of course.
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She bit her bottom lip, gnawing on it a moment at his question then shook her head. "Nope. No marathons. Just like through the forest at home." She'd put a cheetah to shame. At least at home.
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Completely unfair.
"Oh. I don't think I've ever run through a forest." Who spent their time running through forests?
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"The house I grew up in was kind of in the middle of one. I had a tree house out in the forest and I played there a lot." Vampires and werewolves of course!
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At least they didn't have seventy something goldfish anymore.
"Oh, yeah," that made more sense. "In New Zealand I was a shepherd. That's how Bret and I met, one of my sheep had wandered onto his paddock. But in New York we lived in the middle of the city. We still went for runs, though, to keep fit." And to help find slightly unhinged women's epileptic dogs.
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"Really? A sheppard? I didn't even know that was a real career. Very cool. Why did you move to New York City?" Besides to find slightly unhinged women's epileptic dogs of course.
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