Beethoven (LA) and Mowgli

One morning, Mowgli, the Man Cub was walking through the park. He wasn't bothering anybody, aside from the squirrels and the birds he would often say hello to. But, hearing the birds tweet was music to his ears. It wasn't as good a chorus as the many birds in the jungle, but still good in his opinion.

As he was walking along, A St. Bernard was resting nearby until he suddenly got a strange whiff in his nose. He could tell right away that it was a boy, so he sat up and proceeded to follow Mowgli as quietly as he could. He followed him all the way to a giant oak tree, and that's when Mowgli heard the dog panting. He turned around and saw the St. Bernard standing there panting with his big tongue hanging out of his mouth. Mowgli thought this was the coolest, and most interesting looking dog he had ever seen. And, since he grew up with wolves, he was always willing to make a new friend.

"Hey, boy. Have you been following me?" The St. Bernard didn't give Mowgli an answer. He was waiting for his moment. "Are you all alone here?" asked Mowgli. There was still no answer. "Well, it's nice to know we're both not alone. It's always more friendly if you have someone to spend time with." The big St. Bernard took that as the signal and started running towards Mowgli. In Mowgli's past experiences with his wolf family, that usually meant he wanted to play. "Hey, that's right! Come here, boy! Come Here!" Mowgli held out both his arms ready for what was gonna happen next. The St. Bernard lept into the air and tackled Mowgli against the tree. The big dog then gave mowgli a huge lick up his right cheek. He then repeated this motion several times, sometimes dragging his big tongue up his left cheek as well.

"Hahahaha! Wow. That's some tongue you've got." joked Mowgli as he laughed. This St. Bernard wanted to show off his tongue even further, so he picked up the pace on his licking, each one covering up either Mowgli's whole face, or just one of his cheeks. With each and every lick, Mowgli's cheeks bounced, which felt ticklish nonetheless. "Hahahahahaha. Awe, I love you too, boy." Mowgli wrapped his arms around the big dog and started ruffling his fur. This only made the St. Bernard lick Mowgli even faster. So much so, that Mowgli ended up being knocked onto his back, to the side of the tree. "Hahahaha. Hey! Hahahahaha!! Ok, ok. Cut it out, for a sec, boy." The St. Bernard stopped licking Mowgli and let him sit up. As soon as the man cub did, he wiped his face clean. "Hahaha. Well, it looks like i made a new friend. What's your name? I'm Mowgli." Mowgli felt around in the dogs fur until he found a collar. "Bee-tho-ven? Hmm, i don't think i pronounced that just right." Beethoven gave Mowgli's face a few licks in sympathy to tell him to try again. "Haha. Yeah, you're right. I'll try again. Let's see... is it... "Bay-to-ven?" Beethoven barked twice before starting to lick him to death again. "Ahahahahahahaha!!! Hey, thanks, boy. I'm proud of myself too."

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