D-Singer wrote:“Your dog...?” He stops scratching. “Really?” Blood thought about if Sara knew just as much as Rav about Venison, and still willingly helped and adopted him. “Is it even possible for a dog to own himself, and if it is, why would he bother? What could ‘legally’ owning yourself possibly get you in the long run that you’d need?”
Yes it is possible for a pet to do, but it is also very hard an long process as well.. You have to prove that you are smart enough to survive on your own, prove that you can hold a job in which to support yourself on your own, An that you understand the laws regarding pets.
Sara takes the tray of snaxs away from Rav, an gives the tray to Blood.
Hey! i was munching on those..!
Yes i know, Miss Manors says you feed your guests first, Rav.
Ohhh Mann!!
Go make more, infact Why don't you work on setting out a whole meal for the two of you. From the sound of his story, it doesn't seem likely that he has had a good full meal in a few days, an Shirley opening a few can is not too clever for you?
NO... it not, an why are you calling me Shirley?
Rav stalks off to start digging for stuff to make a big meal out of...
Sara turns back to Blood.
I'm sorry, he would have eaten everyone of them, an he is getting a bit to round in the tummy anyway.
Where were we?
Ah why a pet would want to own themselves?
Basic freedom. freedom to do what you want when you want. freedom to be totally self sufficient. not dependent on or having to report to no one.
If a pet owned themselves, could they also Own other pets then??
Rav chimes in..
in theory, they might be able too.
But that would be a whole new can of legal worms to open.
*** meanwhile ***
Russiarules1 wrote:K', now where should we take this duck?" he said, once he reached land and met with the others "I hope you say to a nice, warm oven!"
The Duck freaks out!! @.@ flapping an battering the husky with his wings..
Murder! assassin! Cannibal! IIIIEeeeeee
The duck splashes into the water, paddling off across the pond like a little motorboat directly to a flock of ducks bobbing there..
Help!@ Help!@ Nest Robbers!! Cannibals!! they took my precious! they want to cook my goose!! Nest Robbers!! Cannibals!!
Lots of angry QUACKING ensues, an the ducks take off from the water in all directions, forming up into battle lines in the air, an start peeling off one by one, like WW2 fighters to come dive bombing the nest robbing party!
Dropping sticks an stones.. acorns an pine-cones.. insults an Ewww guano! as they bombing run after sweeping bombing run to chase away the nest robbers...