Aviation & Aeronautics, Thursday October 2, Period 2

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Murdock had yet another dog with him in class today, deciding that making two trips this morning would be a bit more than his twisted knee was up for. Houston lay on the floor next to the desk, tail thumping and watching the students with interest as the class filed in.

"Don't mind him," Murdock smirked. "He's just a guest for the day. Houston's friendly though, if any of y'all want to meet him. Ain't ya boy?" Houston just wagged his tail further.

He got up and limped toward the chalkboard. "So let's get started. There's quite a bit of notes, since we'll be covering World War I."

(ocd up shortly)

Comments

Re: Class antics.

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Murdock was talking about military history and aircraft. Of course he was far too distracted to notice much of anything else.

The petting got more tail wagging in response. He dumped the (slightly slobbery) paper ball next to Mac's feet and looked up expentantly.

Re: Class antics.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Okay, that was a little bit icky.

Instead of picking up the paper ball to throw it for him this time, she just nudged it with her foot to send it rolling away across the floor.

Same effect, less slimy.

Re: Class antics.

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Ooh, there it goes!

Houston went bounding after the ball and proudly brought it back. This time it was a lot more damp and the paper was starting to get all wilty.

Re: Class antics.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Squidgy paper. Lovely.

"I'm not picking that up now," she told the dog under her breath. She'd read far too much over the years about the sheer number of germs that took up residence in mouths, particularly animal mouths.

Re: Class antics.

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

He looked at her like he was disappointed. Surely she had more then, right?

Houston sat down and cocked his head at her slightly. Waiting patiently.

Re: Class antics.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac just arched an eyebrow at him. She lived with Peter, and thus had a lot of practise becoming immune to hopeful puppy-dog expressions.

With that, she actually went back to taking notes and paying attention to Murdock's lecture.

He'd be waiting a long time.

Re: Class antics.

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

He waited just a bit longer before giving a doggie sigh and trotting back over to flop next to Murdock's desk.

Occasionally, he'd look over at Mac like he'd just lost a friend or something.

He didn't know she had experience with the puppy-eyes. All he knew was that it worked well on that human he lived with. Yah, Murdock was semi-whipped by his dog.