Post by Rita on Jul 15, 2019 17:51:09 GMT
(ooc: January 15th, in the Snuggly Duckling. Open primarily to Rita and the fledglings, but if anyone else thinks they could reasonably fit in then they're more than welcome to join.)
Everyone among the Gilded Wings needed to do their part, and that included Rita. Things were more or less quiet in the pub for the moment. With nothing else to do, Rita had taken to checking around the general sorts of chore things and seeing what needed to be done. The first thing she noticed was that a trash container had gotten full throughout the course of the day and needed to be taken care of. Since that was the case, Rita decided to take it upon herself to try and help with that. She padded to the trashcan and started to take the bag out to the best of her ability. Doing so with just teeth and paws wasn't the easiest thing in the world, though.
A small muffled comment of 'almost got it' escaped her as she continued to tug the trash bag, but she tugged on the bag just a little too hard and what followed became a bit of a mess. The trash bag was yanked out from the can, and Rita stumbled backward from the surprise of it all. Some of the trash even came out of the bag and fell to the floor. She stared for a moment, stunned, then sighed.
"Well. Shoulda seen that coming," Rita reprimanded herself. She started to scoop bits of the thrown out food and things up and put them back, but wouldn't have minded an additional set of hands to help her. She was a tough dog. Having grown up on the streets had taught her how to handle herself. Nevertheless, Rita did know the benefits of help. As she reached for an apple core with her mouth, though, she noticed the help she had initially wanted had arrived. A smile tugged on her lips as she lifted her head up to look at her helper.
"Nice timing there," Rita said. "Teamwork makes things a lot easier, huh. Sorry about the mess." She hadn't meant for it to happen, but hey. At least she had someone to talk to now.
Everyone among the Gilded Wings needed to do their part, and that included Rita. Things were more or less quiet in the pub for the moment. With nothing else to do, Rita had taken to checking around the general sorts of chore things and seeing what needed to be done. The first thing she noticed was that a trash container had gotten full throughout the course of the day and needed to be taken care of. Since that was the case, Rita decided to take it upon herself to try and help with that. She padded to the trashcan and started to take the bag out to the best of her ability. Doing so with just teeth and paws wasn't the easiest thing in the world, though.
A small muffled comment of 'almost got it' escaped her as she continued to tug the trash bag, but she tugged on the bag just a little too hard and what followed became a bit of a mess. The trash bag was yanked out from the can, and Rita stumbled backward from the surprise of it all. Some of the trash even came out of the bag and fell to the floor. She stared for a moment, stunned, then sighed.
"Well. Shoulda seen that coming," Rita reprimanded herself. She started to scoop bits of the thrown out food and things up and put them back, but wouldn't have minded an additional set of hands to help her. She was a tough dog. Having grown up on the streets had taught her how to handle herself. Nevertheless, Rita did know the benefits of help. As she reached for an apple core with her mouth, though, she noticed the help she had initially wanted had arrived. A smile tugged on her lips as she lifted her head up to look at her helper.
"Nice timing there," Rita said. "Teamwork makes things a lot easier, huh. Sorry about the mess." She hadn't meant for it to happen, but hey. At least she had someone to talk to now.