erk! the itching!

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POSTED: Tue Mar 28, 2017 9:15 am

Magpie Trouillefou

Winter seemed like a thing of the past as flowers began to sprout in the damp earth and birds began to return to the area. At first, the young pup known as Magpie was relieved – she'd hated the snow, being up to her hips in it, cold and wet as it was – but when her coat started to loosen up ... well, she learned what true discomfort was then, and it wasn't the snow. No, it was the itching. The unbelievable itching. Something in her lineage caused her thick coat to shed some of the denser hairs, and it was terrible.

So to combat it, she spent much of her time rolling on her back, four-legged rather than two and flailing in her most spastic manner as she sought some relief to her skin. It was a sight.

That's what she was doing at the moment, her belly up and her paws drooping limply as she wiggled, and squirmed, and hoped to rid herself of the scratchies that plagued her. Squirm. Spasm. Wriggle. The mud and dirt managed to loosen up much of it, and the cool sensation of water in the earth satisfied some of the itching.

It really was awful, though. She decided quickly that she hated Spring as much as she hated Winter.

000 & Magpie, just rolling around outside of the manor.
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