Yip

The following is a log from FurryMuck and shows what you would see if you were there when Yip teleported in, spoke to you, got smelled by you and started going through his morphs before finally teleporting out. Blank lines have been inserted to separate different actions and events, and the recording character's orders have beeen emphasized with boldface. [And I didn't really type his name with a big Y every time either...]
The first description (after the look order) is the oldest, written before Yip learned to morph, and has been kept for backward compatibility (!). The last one is his "sleep morph" which he usually changes into before disconnecting. I have always (well since I started on FM in April 98 anyway!) thought it is a bit strange to look at a sleeping character and get a description of him or her standing up and even moving around and talking to me...
Oh, and Yip carries his personal possessions through the whole session, I just edited out the repeated references to them.

Yip slowly materializes in front of your very eyes, then drops to the floor
with a little surprised yelp. Caramba! Forgot to adjust for altitude again!
Yip has arrived.

Yip hablas, "Uh, hello there!"

smell Yip

Yip smells of hot spices, with a tang of expensive soap and Don't Use It If
You Don't Mean It.

ws Yip

Name                   Sex        Species
Yip                    male       *tiny* Chihuahua (biquad)

look Yip

Yip is a small demimorph Chihuahua male (looking like a cross between
a toon chi and a RL one, with slight emphasis on the latter),  1' or
2' depending on whether he's on two or on four (seems to have a
preference for the latter).
He wears nothing but a gem-studded collar with a small whistle
attached, and just enough well-groomed fur to stay decent in either
stance.
Carrying:
Button: Mention Taco Bell and you're dead! [lookat]
quotation

lookat Yip button

There's a hole in it...? Oh yes - a hollow threat!

lookat Yip quotation

-
-  Be careful as you go
-  'cause little furries grow
-  And little furries know
-  and little furries fight
-  We may be Itsy Bitsy (TM)
-  but we've got some bite
-  So never kick a pup
-  because he's just a pup
-  You'd better run for cover
-  when that pup grows up
-
-        -- Les Misfurables
-

Yip stands up on his hind legs, wobbles a bit and finds something to
lean on.

ws Yip

Name                   Sex        Species
Yip                    male       *tiny* Chihuahua (bipedal).

look Yip

Yip is a small demimorph Chihuahua male (looking like a cross between
a toon chi and a RL one, with slight emphasis on the latter),
currently standing on his (digitigrade) hind legs and leaning
nonchalantly against the nearest convenient surface. In this stance he
is about 2' tall (That's right, he's two feet on two feet!). He looks
a bit uncomfortable, suggesting that this is not his favourite
position.
He wears nothing but a gem-studded collar with a small whistle
attached, and just enough well-groomed fur to stay decent in either
stance.

Yip drops down on all four, muttering something like "Four legs good,
two legs bad..."

ws Yip

Name                   Sex        Species
Yip                    male       *tiny* Chihuahua (quadropedal).

look Yip

Yip is a small demimorph Chihuahua male (looking like a cross between
a toon chi and a RL one, with slight emphasis on the latter),
currently standing in his favourite stance with all four (digitigrade)
feet firmly planted on the ground. In this stance he is about 1' tall.
He wears nothing but a gem-studded collar with a small whistle
attached, and just enough well-groomed fur to stay decent in either
stance.

Yip yawns, walks around himself three times and collapses gracefully.

ws Yip

Name                   Sex        Species
Yip                    male       *tiny* Chihuahua (sleepy).

look Yip

Yip is a small demimorph Chihuahua male (looking like a cross between
a toon chi and a RL one, with slight emphasis on the latter), for the
moment lying curled up in peaceful slumber. He is obviously dog-tired
(!) and going to be sleeping for some time.
He usually wears nothing but a collar and just enough well-groomed fur
to stay decent in either stance, but he has removed his collar before
going to bed, and curiously enough it is nowhere to be seen, so it can
not be described here.

Yip yawns, "Goodnight, amigo..."

Yip sits down with a pathetic look. Suddenly a rich old lady comes along
and carries him off to a life in luxury. And they all lived happily ever
after. *The End*
Yip has left.