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Challenge #01745-D284: Wolf by the Fireplace

How about alien species who don't realize we're allegedly the dominant species on the planet? Maybe they value empathy more than intelligence, which would make dogs the most likely contender for dominant life form. -- Bard2DBone

When humanity met the Fressik, there was some evident confusion and quite a lot of debate. They had crashed on a colony world, and hit some large buildings, so the rescue teams had the rescue dogs with them. The smaller ones worked their way through the rubble to find survivors, and the larger ones found their smaller friends, directing the rescue crew to the survivors.

The dogs were the one who comforted the Fressik survivors whilst the humans conducted triage and extracted every body, living or dead. They knew their job and their job was to lie next to the shocked survivors and be comforting and soft and fluffy. They were good dogs.

And it didn't help relationships that the Fressik language consisted of yips, yaps, barks and whimpers. The dogs responded in kind, even though both sides sounded like gibberish to the other. The dogs responded instantly to Fressik distress. The humans, busy and with their minds on their work, were slower.

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Challenge #01620-D159: Dog or Not Dog?

"there’s an educational trivia game at the citadel on the exhibits on different planets called “Dog or Not?” that shows pictures of various four legged mammals and asks if they’re a breed of dog.

it was mainly for kids to learn about the diversity of earth’s flora and fauna but it became popular with adult aliens too and had to be shut down after almost causing no less than three diplomatic incidents.

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Challenge #01424-C329: Loyalty to Immortals

Going along with humans being fae to city animals (#01413-C318), humans being the long-lived elves to dogs.

(Hi, I'm back! Sorry for the hiatus in prompts) -- RecklessPrudence

[AN: No worries]

Mother had brought them to see Grandmother, who sniffed them all in greeting before she lay in the sunshine. Her muzzle was grey and her joints were stiff.

"Soon," said Grandmother, "you will be chosen. One may be chosen to remain... here..." She dozed a little, panting at her own happy

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