There was a very, very long pause as Alice processed many things. First was that Francoise was suddenly an energetic normal dog. Second was that Francoise was a normal dog and liked rolling in mud, barking, and being a generally agreeable dog. Which was great! EXCEPT FOR THE PART WHERE HIS OWNER WAS A TYRANT AND NOW THEY HAD TO WASH HIM!

Shaking in her boots as she watched him go, Alice turned to Brandy as she ran off, before dropping to all fours and dashing after. [color=ed1c24][b]"If we don't have him clean before we get back, Ms. Elmwood is going to tan our hide! And maybe not even pay us!"[/b][/color] she said, ears drooping as she ran her 50% canine self after the 100% canine, avoiding mud because...gross. Alice wasn't as fast as Brandy was, but she was able to keep the dog in her sights as they followed its tracks along. [color=ed1c24]"[b]Francoise, you are being a very bad dog!"[/b][/color] she said, using the forbidden term among canines to try and stop him.