One of our younger researchers, {@LinkCreature:77#3002#Paruru}, lost his two prized dogs. The problem is we can't risk his safety to find the dogs, so we'd like your help.<BR><BR>You know, because you're a soldier. I don't care if the argons turn blue in the face, I'm not working on anything until I know my dogs are on their way back.<NEXTPAGEBUTTON>"Fine. What are their names?"</NEXTPAGEBUTTON> Yes! Prince and Sweetie! Help me find my dogs and I promise to get back to work.<BR><BR>I know they really like smoked jerky. Use that to coax them home, all right?<BR><BR>Mmmm...jerky. (The dog glares at you, as if expecting you to place a vomit-colored sweater on it.) (The dog glares at you, as if expecting you to place a vomit-colored sweater on it.)) (The dog glares at you, as if expecting you to place a vomit-colored sweater on it.) (The dog glares at you, as if expecting you to place a vomit-colored sweater on it.)) Did you give Sweetie the jerky? Is she on her way back?<BR><BR>You didn't eat all the jerky, did you? (The dog glares back at you with the wary eyes of one forced to wear ribbons in its hair.) (The dog glares back at you with the wary eyes of one forced to wear ribbons in its hair.) (The dog glares back at you with the wary eyes of one forced to wear ribbons in its hair.) (The dog glares back at you with the wary eyes of one forced to wear ribbons in its hair.) (The dog glares back at you with the wary eyes of one forced to wear ribbons in its hair.) (The dog glares back at you with the wary eyes of one forced to wear ribbons in its hair.) Did you find Prince? Did he eat the jerky? He loves jerky so much he would come running from miles away for it.<BR><BR>I'm grateful for your help. I promise to work diligently on our research.