Written by Veluan, Wed Sep 2 6:01:35 US/Pacific 1998
Herr Gutendorf was walking along the woods minding his own business. He took his dog for a walk. The dog was running, drooling and jumping, the dog was having fun. An interesting tree here, a funny bush there, yes it was doggy-paradise. Suddenly the dog stood still.
Herr Gutendorf stopped too, "What's the matter?" he asked to the dog. The dog listened to sounds of the forest. "What is it?" asked Herr Gutendorf again. The dog barked. Two men were running this way, shouting and pointing. "There!" one of them shouted. The dog turned around and ran into a bush and waited. "He's getting away!" one of them said and grabbed a shotgun. Herr Gutendorf stood between the bush and the two men. The two men stopped running and one of them pointed the gun and herr Gutendorf, who shouted "What are you doing? What's the big idea? (only then in German, sort of "Was tun sie? Was iest das grosse plan?").
"The black wolf!" said the one with the long, black hair and the gun. "He's hiding in the bushes!" said the other one with the long, blond hair. "That's no wolf, that's pooky!" said Herr Gutendorf. "AAH, Pooky the black wolf!!!" the one with the gun shouted. "Look, Pooky is not a wolf, he isn't even black!" "AAH, a disguise, how clever evil Pooky!" Herr Gutendorf was losing his temper.
"Pooky is NOT a wolf, Pooky is a poodle! See?" Pooky the white poodle stuck his little head out of the bush. "There!" the one with the blond hair said. He searched his jacked for something. He found it, "Ah!" he said "Now die and return to the hell you came from!" he jiggled a piece of jewelry in front of Pooky, it was a silent and then Pooky barked "Bark." and made water against the bush.
"Maybe the batteries are dead." the man said and shook the jewelry a couple of times. Pooky lost interest and fell asleep. The man with the gun suddenly turned around and yelled "Come Gabriel, I saw the black wolf!" and ran after a squirrel "He's up that tree!" Gabriel ran after the man with the gun and Herr Gutendorf was alone again.
"Damn American actors." he mumbled and walked home, while Pooky followed.
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