((Is there enough room for me to join in also?))<br /><br />Dog's name: Ganymede<br />Breed: Australian Shepard<br />Age: 1 year<br />Picture/Description: He's in my kennel.<br /><br /><br />Dog's name: King<br />Breed: Corgi<br />Age: 5 years<br />Picture/Description: Also in my kennel.<br /><br /><br />King smelled the other dog in the house before he heard it. Ganymede didn't even notice her at all, he was far too busy rolling on one of the beds. The leader of the two, that being King, nipped at the larger dog's tail to get his attention.<br /><br />"Ouch! What," Ganymede yelped. Despite being the bigger dog he was always getting bullied around by King.<br /><br />"There's someone here," King hissed. He knew there was at least one other dog in the house, but the mansion was big enough that he could give them a wide berth. The corgi only allowed Ganymede to follow him around due to the fact that the overgrown wuss wouldn't leave him alone.<br /><br />"So, wanna go say hi?" The Aussie hopped off of the bed, jumping over King in the process, and trotted downstairs. King followed close by his heels and nagged him a bit for being so impulsive. The pair traveled through a series of hallways and into the lobby.<br /><br />"Hi, I'm Gany," Ganymede often shortened his name. "And this is-"<br /><br />"I'm capable of introducing myself," King cut him off as he finally caught up. "I am King, and this is my house. Rule number one, stay off of my couch, rule number two don't touch my food bowl, rule num-"<br /><br />"Uh, he's just a little cranky," Ganymede interrupted. "Just ignore what he says, he's old, a little senile I think" the younger dog whispered to the two others.<br /><br />"I am not old!" the smaller dog gave an in-dignified yip.