#Doggy

[dogs-are-awesome]

Sharing a sweet moment with my furry friend 🐶 Who needs a plate when you have such a trusting companion to feed you treats? 🍪 #dogsofinstagram #bondingtime

source: https://imgur.com/z6VXbhH

#dogs #cutedog #doggy

[cheddar-baby]

#video #doggy #bald

[girlboyburger]

fursona therapy

#my art #furry #fursona #anthro #furry fandom #oc #furry art #dog #doggy #puppy #oc: tilly #puppy girl #puppy boy #dog girl #dog boy #dog creature #doggirlboythibg #doodle #sketch

[hemuchang]

the dogg

#furry art #art #doggy #draw your oc wearing this

[dogontwolegs]

a comfy buppy ✨🐶

#furry #furry art #fursona #art #furry artwork #furry fandom #furry community #oc artwork #artists of tumblr #artwork #dog fursona #doggy furry #dog oc #dog character #doggy #silly

[inartchive]

#family #friends #dogs #doggy #life #smile

[fluffygif]

Pom Pom 🌼🤍

#cutie #fluffy #puppy #dog #gif #animals #beautiful #sensory #nature #wild #flowers #animal #gifs #doggy #puppylove

[kirbyfigure]

The Dog

#the dog collection #doggy #dog icons #dog icon #cute dog #dog #dogs #funny dogs #dogstagram #doggo #animal #golden retriever #beagle love #beagle #pet #pets #adorable pets #petslover #cute animals #baby animals #funny animals #pets dog #puppy #cute #cute icons #carrd material #carrd icons #icons #carrd resources #carrd

[shrimpin-aint-easy]

This is my 15 year old pupper his name is Burton Guster the 4th and he has two (2) teeth

ALL HAIL LORD SIR BURTON GUSTER THE 4RD

#mpreg-jesuschrist #asks #not shrimp related #doggy #bless him.. #it took me like ten minutes to make this and that’s on talent

[dogs-are-awesome]

When nap time calls, mamma's ear becomes the comfiest blanket. 💤🐶 Pure bliss found in the simplest moments. #puppylove #snugglebuddy

source: https://imgur.com/Z3mpeUB

#puppy #dogs #cutedog #cute puppies #doggy

[nicopossum]

bone dog!!! dog with the bone on 'im!! 🦴🐶 for CloudyCanine !! ✨

#furry #cute #art #chibi #canine #dog #doggy #sfw #cloudycanine

[girlboyburger]

um... woof? 🐶

#its doggy time :3 #if i had a tail to wag i think life would be okay and perfect maybe #my art #furry #fursona #anthro #furry fandom #oc #oc: tilly #doggy #dog #puppy #canine #dog girl #dog boy #dog girlboy #if you will #reference sheet #ref sheet #doodles #paws #fat #chubby #cute #doggy woggy... fucking uoppy

[hemuchang]

doodl

#furry #art #doggy #dog looking to the side weirdly

[lagiacrust]

you know its puppy time!

#dog girl #furry art #furry #sfw furry #guavapaint #doggy

[julia-famula]

doge!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#doge!!!!!!!! #doge #dawg #doggy #dogina #art #illustration #julia famula

[brokenpieces-72]

Stray

Task force 141 x dog! reader

Author note: in this story, you are 100% dog. Not a hybrid (unless we’re talking mixed breed), not a half human half dog. You are a full on dog. Think Lassie or Littlest Hobo. With that in mind, enjoy.

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The 141 are taking some time straightening out the base, doing general tasks. Ghost is fixing up some jeeps, changing the oil, making sure the engine is working properly, and loading it up with the proper gear. Soap is doing some inventory stuff, after going through weapons he was asked to help in the kitchen, assisting with meal prep. Gaz has a similar task but it was more based on an accident from another soldier who spilled a couple storage totes of ammunition. He had to sort all of them with the soldier’s help. Price was having to go over some files and paperwork that Laswell had sent over to review and fill, as well as writing some reports.

You wander on to base by sheer accident. You overhear noise and strange smells in the garage. The bay doors are open for Ghost’s safety, as he does need to turn on the engines from time to time (carbon monoxide). You wander in and sniff around curiously, while Ghost is under a vehicle lying on a creeper. Your nose picks up his scent, but it’s very faint from all the stronger ones. Instead you find the toolbox more interesting than the oddly masked man in the black t shirt and overalls. You find an odd metallic tasting stick and bite down on it to pick it up. For a while you try chewing it before getting fed up and shaking your head around. The tool gets out of your grip and flies across the room, hitting the metal walls. The loud bang startles you and you bolt from the garage. The lieutenant rolls out from under the vehicle, to inspect the sudden bang. He looks over and sees the torque wrench across the room. Once he gets to his feet to retrieve it, you’ve long since bolted out of there and into another part of the base. Eventually you smell something else. Food? You notice a couple soldiers hauling cargo towards the base kitchen. Not wanting to be spotted you follow them and duck behind the crates waiting for the soldiers to leave before slipping inside. Once you see an opening you wander in and sniff around looking for what you’re sure is meat. At this point though you would take any scraps, your mouth visibly drooling. At this point Soap has been getting the meat cooked and you smell the remaining juices on his hands. You’re tucked behind an island counter, watching him work away. Soap finishes prepping the steaks and gets them seasoned and laid on foil for them to cook later. You still smell those mouthwatering, delicious smells of prepped steaks as he walks to another spot in the kitchen. Then you hear running water, and small something else. No no no, the smell is disappearing! Where did the meat go? Did he wash it down the sink?!

Soap finishes washing his hands and goes to another part of the kitchen where a couple of soldiers are sitting around an emptied box with a few other boxes with potatoes inside. Soap is glad he wore his comfortable cargo pants today cause the chairs were not gonna be comfortable to sit on for long periods. He got a new apron, discarding the old on in a bin. It didn’t hold the same smell, to your disappointment. But those potatoes would do. You just needed to get them away from the boxes. You’d learned from experience that kitchen staff don’t like when you take their food, even when you beg nicely. Soap puts a new apron on, not wanting to get wet stains on his grey shirt, if he missed the box.

You wait patiently, which isn’t really patient. It feels like forever that they’re peeling potatoes but you know more people might come, and you’re really hungry. This would have to be a grab ‘n grub. You eye one potatoe, and it goes into soldier’s hand. Okay not that one. That potatoe then, nope another soldier took it. Dang it. They kept grabbing them before you could lock on to a proper target. Screw it, you’re hungry. As soon as Soap takes out the potato from the box, locked in conversation with the others you make your move. You bolt out of the hiding spot, and snatch the food from his hand, just getting his fingers a bit. Soap looks down, only seeing an oddly shaped mass coming towards him out of the corner of his eye. He isn’t fast enough though to stop you from getting your target, and snatching it from his hand and running off out of the kitchen. You do knock over some boxes and cause a soldier to stumble while Soap is still reeling from what just happened.

Finally you’ve got some food! Your tail is wagging while you’re bounding across the base with joy, looking for somewhere to eat. It’s a little difficult as your stunt got you in a some trouble, so soldiers are looking around to figure out what happened. Nothing to high security but it’s clear you’ve cause a bit of a disturbance and you hear the soldier barking and shouting to figure out where you are. While he’s outside you best go inside and you find another door open, this one leading into the big building. You duck around corners and into rooms as you look for a safe spot. Soon you find one just outside a storage room. The potato is nothing compared to the meat Soap had been making but it would suffice. You continue eating, chewing away until you notice a couple men leaving the room. Not noticing you laying on the floor with a potato you go back to it until you hear someone sighing inside the room. Thankfully you’re able to finish your potato and lick up the rest before peeking inside and noticing Gaz sorting cartridges. They were pretty much everywhere with one right by your paws at the door. Gaz was sitting on a bin collecting groups of cartridges and putting them in groups to oraganize back into bins afterwards. After a good stretch you pick up one of the cartridges in your mouth and bring it over to him. Gaz looks up surprised to see a dog, but pleased seeing what’s in your mouth. When he tries to take it though you pull it away. You offer it again, but pull it back again.

“Come on dog, give. Drop it.” He orders. You don’t and instead step back bouncing with your front paws, and wagging your tail. Gaz gives in and stands reaching for the cartridge and you pull it away again, nearly making him trip over the other ammo on the floor.

“Oi! Come here.” He says, but you’re running off again in no time, making him give chase. By now he knows you’re not a K-9 so he wants to avoid damage while he can. You figure it’s all a game though. You keep running and eventually run past Price’s office who by now hears Gaz calling after you to drop the ammo. He gets up and peeks out of office, seeing only your fluffy tail as you round a corner, while Gaz slows outside his office.

“Kyle you want to tell me what’s going on?” Price asks with a raised eyebrow.

“Cap’n I-“ Kyle starts, but soon is cut off by a ticked off Scottsmen further down the hall.

“Ya bloody food stealing mongrel!” Soap shouts. Kyle and Price exchange a look before heading in the direction of the Scottish anger.

They find soap cornering you with the cartridge still in your mouth. You know you’re in trouble now. You finally drop the cartridge, ears going flat and whimpering.

“Sergeant?” Price asks. Soap doesn’t take his eyes off you, keeping you in the corner.

“We’ve got a rogue dog.” The sergeant calls back.

“Yeah I can see that, ease up on it Soap.” The Captain instructs. You whimper in the corner, barking at Soap now. You just wanted to leave now. You didn’t like someone keeping you cornered, and yelling at you.

“Soap let up.” Kyle insists. The sergeant steps back and as you continue to cower in the corner, giving a few more scared barks. Price shook his head. Clearly a stray that had wandered in by accident and was just hungry and wanting attention.

“What do we do with it captain?” Kyle asks. You look up at the burly man who is asking himself the very same question. Price sighed and stepped closer putting his hand out for you to sniff. There’s more whimpers at first, but you give a small sniff.

“You’re okay… you’re okay.” He says softly, and reaches out to touch you. You whimper again but his gently hand in your fur calms you down. It’s not everyday you get someone willing to pet you, or rather show you kindness. You keep your eyes on the captain letting him pet you. In the process Price was checking your collar for any information. Nothing. The collar was pretty rugged and in leather.

“I think this one needs a bath. Don’t need anyone getting fleas.” He says.

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