(what do you mean?)

Salsa stood infront of Shadow. "Salsa." She stared at Shadow whe she ran into the rock. "You try running into them... Your lucky he didn't care." She heard a loud yellin the distance. "Lydia. What am I going to do with her..." She turned around and sat by a bench, waiting for Lydia. She barked in a high voice, so Lydia could locate her. Salsa scratched her collar, the collar accidently unlatching and falling off. "Dang it! I gotta get this back on." She tossed it up, then it fell around her neck. "There we go..." She caught a chihuahua on the other side of the bench watching her. "Go away, I'm spayed."

(I'll post a stray bio right after this)

Salsa turned back to Shadow. "Partly, it keeps us warm. It also protects us. But mostly makes us look cuter to amuse them. This pink fluffy jacket makes me sweat." Salsa shifted a little bit, then heard what Dark had said. "Really? You can hold a grudge? Typical breeding dog..." Salsa turned back to Shadow. "So... Shadow. Nice pet name. A little emotic, don't you think?" Salsa perked her ears a little bit.

Name: Antonio

Breed: Chihuahua

Gender: Male (unAltered)

Age: 1 year

Line: Stray

Personality: A bit protective, but also kind when he needs to be

Appearance: Short hair tri-colored (back, brown, and white)

Other: Father of Salsa's dead litter

Salsa snorted. "Act? I believe your first impression wasn't a very clear one. I've always had a natural disliking for larger dogs anyway. There is nothing bad about being on my blacklist, except that your... On my blacklist. I'm sorry if I'm bitter, but I haven't been thinking right since I lost my puppies." Everything in a five foot radius around Salsa seemed to stand still for a moment. Then it all started up again.

Antonio sat in a bush by the dog park. He was about to take a snooze until he heard a familiar voice. He crept out to get a closer look. "Salsa, is that you?"

Salsa backed up a little bit, tucking her tail between her legs. "Well, yes. It was a while ago. My owner even took me in to get me spayed so it wouldn't happen again. But the doctors took the wrong dog and didn't even touch me." Out of the corner of her eye she saw Antonio, who was standing there silently. "How could they have died? They couldn't have died. Not my puppies."

Salsa backed up and ran back to Lydia, who was worried sick. Antonio watched her walk away. "Salsa... Always the one who runs away first. I'll have to run into her again some time."

Salsa looked back at Shadow. "You can if you'd like. Lydia goes to parties at night, so you could come inside until she comes back to warm up." Salsa nosed through the doggy door. Despite it's small side, the house was like a mansion on the inside. Ten rooms, four bathrooms, two dog rooms (one for puppies and, erm, breeding), and a big kitchen. Salsa walked into the kitchen and put her paw on a dog feeder's switch. One bowl was then filled with bacon strips now. "Do what you like, I'll be in the dog room if you need me." Salsa trotted to the dog room, ready to toss herself on a mat. Antonio had secretly followed the two. The place was bigger than he remembered. He followed Salsa into the dog room. "Are you alright?" Salsa looked up at him. "Yes, why are you here?" Antonio lowered his head. "To get details."

Lydia opened the door to the house. She came back early. She immediately saw Shadow. "Aw, what a cute puppy!" She kneeled down to Shadow and stroked her head. "Where did you come from?"

(perfect!)

Lydia noticed Shadow didn't have a collar or micro chip, so she snapped a violet collar around her neck. "If we don't find a home for you, you can stay here." Salsa then walked out with Antonio. Lydia saw Antonio and shook her head. "Your probaby the neighbor's dog... Lets go see. Salsa, please grab some leashes." Salsa ran off to grab three leashes, and once Shadow, Antonio, and Salsa were leased Lydia walked them to Dark and Zak's house. She knocked on the door.

Salsa shrugged. "Pet stuff... Oh great, that dog lives here..." Antonio was itching at the leash. Lydia smiled. "Hi, I found a couple dogs in my house... Maybe their yours?"

Salsa turned her head away from Dark. Lydia nodded. "Ok thank you." She then gently tugged all the dogs' collars and brought them back to the house. She released the leashes and let them run free around the house.