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Title: Porthos' "The Andorian Incident" Log
Contact: kelhapam@worldpath.net
Series: ENT
Rating: G
Code: Porthos
Part: 1/1
NEW
Date: November 2001
Summary: What is a puppy to do on an away mission?
Disclaimer: Paramount owns all the characters, etc. I'm just
using the characters for a little fun and relaxation.
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Special thanks to Danae who's Delta Dog stories inspired me.


Puppy Log...
Papa didn't come home tonight. I was just about ready to claw
the door down when one of Papa's friends came in. His name is
Malcolm. I hadn't spent much time with this Malcolm, but I liked
him. I liked him even more when he let me out of the cabin. He
took my bed, some of my toys and led me down the corridor and
into another room--a room that smelled just like him. He put my
bed down, placed my toys all around it and the let me off my
lead. He told me that he was doing everything he could to get
Papa back home safely. Maybe it was the way he spoke, but I
believed him. He talked different that Papa and not anything
like Trip, but his voice sounded good to my ears. Then he
started....
Back and forth, forth and back he walked. Sometimes he'd stop
mumble to himself, place a hand to his chin, and then he'd start
in again. I finally got tired of watching him and I knew he must
be tired too, so I whimpered softly. When he didn't stop pacing
right away, I whimpered again. Humans can't resist a whimper,
and Malcolm was no different. He stopped in front of me and
dropped to his knees. He scratched me under the chin and he
rubbed my ears--I like that part best. Give me a good ol' ear
rub any day...but back to my story.
He asked me if I was trying to tell him something. Humans are so
dense. Of course I was trying to tell him something! I wanted
him to turn off the lights so we could get some sleep. I guess
he got the hint, because soon the room was dark and he was laying
down on the bed. He didn't even bother to get undressed. Weird. 
But then he did something that really surprised me. He reached
down and brought me up on the bed too. I guess he needed the
comfort, and if he was going to rub my ears and let me lay up on
a soft bed, I wasn't going to complain. 
Hmmm. I wonder if the bitch likes her ears rubbed. If Malcolm
doesn't know, and Papa doesn't, I'll have to ask Trip...he might
know.
Time for bed.
End log
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