Sighthounds - Open

[genesis]

elegance is to class

as partys are to fun

The summer months here in Texas took a hard toll on the Russian hounds. So every morning Genesis got into the habit of walking them down to Addison Lake and letting them romp and play in the water. They were always paired, Gabe and Tony, Colter and Sophia. They walked together mostly quietly and rarely got tangled up, only if they saw other dogs on the walk would they get so wound up that that four leashes tangled.

It was drizzling outside this morning but the dogs didn't care. Gabe more of less demanded it; he sat at the door barking for his walk. Gene could only laugh and slip the elegant collar around his neck and whistle for the others who came padding up to her. She slipped on a sweatshirt, grabbed her bag than walked out the door, the dogs at each of her side. She smiled as they walked together so perfectly. Both Gabe and Tony came from the same parents, just different litters and where both long curled fine coats. Colter had a longer more dense coat with more curls while the elegant Sophia had a bit of a sleeker coat with just ruffles in it instead of actual curls. She loved these dogs, so laid back, so sleek, yet so intimidating and playful and fast.

After a twenty minute walk they reached the bank of the Lake, Gabe immediately sat, waiting to be released, and she obliged. The others followed his example.

Gabe barreled into the water, splashing about and looking for the others to come and join him. Though the rain was light it brought little comfort or joy. She was used to rain chilling you right on down to the bone. But this wasn't New York, and the rain provided no comfort for her, but the dogs still had the water to romp around in.

Genesis took a seat at a nearby bench; she took the sleeve of her sweatshirt and dried it off for herself first, than sat down. Most women where she was from would be worrying about the humidity frizzing out their hair, but Genesis gave no mind to it, she just brushed a few strands behind her ears and watched as the sighthounds did what they loved to do, yet within an instant a rabbit caught their eye and the hunting hound instinct kicked in and off they went. Sighthounds in their glory.

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[horsegirl]

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[/i] she yelled, concentrating on the road as best as she could. Livia and Cheapskake both got startled, it worked! It always does.

Narsha spotted the entry to the lake, she turned the steering wheel towards the entry, and pulled into a nice wide spot. She hopped out and opened the trunk door, the Livia and Cheapskake bolted out of the trunk, running towards the water. She watched them run away, but she could trust them since she has owned them ever since they were pups. She shut the trunk door and opened the back seat door on the right. She hooked his leash onto his collar and walked him out. He tugged on leash, wanting to run with his brother and sister. Narsha shrugged and unhooked his leash, allowing him to hang out with them. She looked back and saw that the back seat door was still opened. For some reason she has been forgetting a lot lately, cause of all that has been going on, she has also had a recent breakup before she moved here. But she doesn't care about her ex anymore, he isn't in her life anymore, thankfully. She shut the back seat door, and ran slowly over to the dogs. As she was running, she saw a girl with short blonde hair. She smiled at her like a friendly girl would. Narsha walked up to a nice shady spot, she laid her big, soft blanket down on the ground. She set her purse down, and ran playfully down to her dogs. She laughed happily, and her dogs romped around in the water playfully with her. Livia jumped around in the shallow water, since she is the agility dog of the family. Cheapskake swam in the deep water, since he is the youngest, and the most energetic.. And of course Shakespeare, stood in the water hopelessly, since he was the oldest. They all had way different personalities.

A few minutes passed while she was playing with her dogs in the cold lake. Narsha has always been sensitive to cold things. She walked out of the water, pulling her hair back in pig cute tails. She sat down and sighed, tired out from all of the playing. She pulled the dogs bones out of her purse, setting them aside, saving them for when her dogs came out of the water. Narsha watched the other girls dogs play around with her dogs, she chuckled every second they played and sniffed together. "Gorgeous dogs she has. I've never seen that breed before" she thought to herself, slouching her back, holding onto her legs comfortably. She listened to her phone vibrate inside of her purse. She didn't care about it at this moment, she just wanted to enjoy time listening to the tree branches clash together, and the waves crash on the shore harshly. What a nice time it was. Narsha glanced back at the girl. She decided to go and say hello, so she got up and walked over to her. "Hi, you have some beautiful dogs. What breed are they?" she asked, resting her hands on her hips, standing up straight.

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Dogs; Shakespeare - 6 years old, Cheapskake - 3 years old, Livia - 4 years old
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[genesis]

elegance is to class

as partys are to fun

Genesis watched as three dogs joined in on the fun, than she caught sight of the girl who owned them. A Korean girl with adorable pig tails. She laughed sweetly watching her play with her dogs in the water. She watched Colter and Gabe dash out of the water than all the way out to where they were swimming before turning back and repeating the process. Sophia had crept up to the bench how, her white coat a little muddy. Sophia had loved to play tricks. On more than one occasion she had grabbed Gene’s purse and ran into the water damaging everything inside just to get her to join in on the fun. So before Sophia had a chance to grab anything she picked up a stick and hurled it for her. The female posed for a moment, watching it land. Than she looked at Gene and she just motioned to get it. The white girl took off after it, the long Borzoi legs carrying her beautifully over the ground.

When the girl walked up and asked her what breed they were she smiled. “Thank you, they are pain to keep well groomed.” She half heartedly chuckled. “They are Russian Wolfhounds called Borzoi’s.” she watched Sophia. She had been a competing hunt dog before Gene bought her from the breeder, her eyes shifted to Colter and Tony, they were both show dogs. Toy had been showed in Great Brittan mostly but now was retired from that hassle of a life style. Genesis was still thinking about showing Colter again, he had been her first show dog back in New York, she herself didn’t handle him but she all of the prep work on him. Than there was Gabe, her first dog, he was imported from a breeder in Russia and was the first dog Gene’s parents allowed her to have and keep in the house. He was like a prince, so calm and regal. When he layed on his bed it looked as if he purposely crossed his paws, he relaxed his shoulders and held his head high. He had taught the rest of them the comforts of home life and how to behave as a dog of luxury. Never once had he made an accident in the house or acted ill mannered towards humans. The other dogs occasionally wore thin on him and everyone around would hear the billowing bark and commanding growl. She loved that about him. She loved everything about all of her dogs although they were a lot when it came to grooming, with their thick long coats, that and exercise. Bred as dogs of the hunt they had bounds and bounds of energy and they were displaying their endurance and spirit today in the mud.

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[horsegirl]

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[/b] she told her, talking softly and gently, sliding her hands into the pockets of her shorts. She smiled happily at the girl, wondering what her name was. "What's your name? I'm Park Hyo Jin, call me Narsha" she said, grabbing her hand, shaking it firmly back & forth. She let go of her hand and whistled to her dogs, asking them to come. Livia, Cheapskake, and Shakespeare all ran towards them. Narsha laughed gently and took her hands out of her pocket, leaning down, preparing to stroke all three of her dogs. "Hey guys! Are you having fun?" she asking her dogs, while stroking them. She turned her attention to the girl.

"Okay, so this is Livia, my agility girl. This is Cheapskake, the youngest and most lively one of the three, and last but certainly not least, Shakespeare, the oldest of the three. He used to be a show dog but he has retired at a young age since he got hip displasia and had to have surgery. My youngest is the most talented show dog. He has competed all over the world and has gotten lots of ribbons, and this is my agility girl, she is super fast and wins in the large dog division at agility competitions" she explained, sitting down beside her on the bench. Oddly, Narsha actually felt comfortable around this girl, usually she is shy around new people. Maybe it's because both of them have some things in common.

After Narsha spoke to the girl, she got up and signaled the dogs to sit and stay for awhile. They all sat together, three in a row. Narsha smiled and quickly grabbed her camera, and snapped a shot of them looking towards the camera. What a perfect shot it was. She loves her dogs so much, she doesn't know what she would do without them. She has always been fond of Weimeraners. She has just always been attracted to them, maybe it is because her ancestors has lots of Weimeraners back then. It just runs in the family. Narsha grabbed her lip gloss and glanced at the girl sitting next to her, waiting for a correct response about her name and everything. She settled into her seat and kept a close eye on her purse and blanket. She listened to the trees once again, and closed her eyes for a second, then opened them again. Her eyeliner took over her eyes, but it made them look a lot bigger which she loved. She has cute shoes on, and some cute denim shorts. She is always stylish wherever she goes. Most Koreans are stylish when they go out. They always wear simple fashionable things that are comfy and loose. That's one of the things she misses about Korea. She also missed the people, the culture, the respect, and much much more. She is having a good time in the states though. It's nice to have a change for once.

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[genesis]

elegance is to class

as partys are to fun

She smiled at the girl, she seemed to be full energy which was rather refreshing seeing as Genesis was usually hung over and sleepy. “I am Genesis Manning. You can call me Gene or Jenny or Genesis. Any of those work for me”

[/b] she laughed and shook the girls hand firmly.

She watched her call her dogs and introduced them. She loved the grey dogs they were very energetic. She was curious to their breed, Weimereners maybe. They were all built to the standard sizing and were the proper color. She loved each one. They all seemed to be show dogs at some time in their lives. She gave each a rub on the head and down the back as Narsha spoke of them. They were truly lovely. “They are lovely dogs. Weimereners if I am correct.” She smiled than sat up straight and clapped her hands as if she were calling for her butler.

The four borzoi’s all came than sat at attention. She stroked their long muzzles and ran her fingers deep into their coats. She started with the grey, Colter. “The littlest grey is Colter, he is only two and still growing. He is showing though and doing rather well. The one next to him,” she pointed to the mostly white Sophia “Is Sophia. She is a retired competing hunter. She was used a little for racing when she was Colter’s age but she was a much better hunt dog.” and she was now seven and an extremely elegant seven year old. “Than there are my two brothers. They are from the same parents just different litters, the brindled is Gabe. He was my first Borzoi, imported right from Russia. He is the most well mannered dog in the world. Even as a puppy he never went in the house.” she smiled and rubbed his head which he had now stretched out so his nose was on her knee. “And finally my retired Great Brittan Champion, Troy. He is a year younger than Gabe but acts like he is ten years older.” She smiled “They are pretty much all pets right now, but I am thinking of getting another female and breeding her.”

It was always easy to talk to people about her dogs. She took much pride in them and their vast histories. Yet they were all very regal and all had the same characteristics of their sight hounds line despite Sophia being the only one to have actually hunted in her life right now they all looked as if they had been ran through the woods after a great game which they failed to bring down.
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[horsegirl]

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[/b] she told Gene, gesturing with her hands as she said it. She speaks with her hands a lot, she got that from her mother. Narsha got up and sat back down on the bench, watching her dogs introduce themselves to Gene's Borzoi's. Gene's dogs are gorgeous dogs, Narsha has never ever seen them before, only on the internet of course, but that's as much as she saw. She heard that they aren't very popular dogs in California, but some people have them there.

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