Word Count :: 202
The puppy was heavier than he’d thought; she definitely took after her grandfather in size and would grow up to be one of the many giants of Casa di Cavalieri. It was a depressing thought for the tall but not-tall-enough cowboy, but at least he’d be able to manage her for a few months yet. Her struggling didn’t last long, at least, as she seemed to realize what her fate would’ve been had she not been snatched up.
Childish kisses rained on his face as she greeted him, and Wayne laughed before he let her down onto the floor. He was about to suggest a way to clean up, but she found her own: eating the mess! His jaw dropped as she wolfed down one of the fresh fish, moving quickly onto another, and another, until the Lab laughed again.
“Leave some for me,” he teased, sitting down on the floor. He grabbed one of the fish and bit into it, eating with a little more refinement than the quickly maturing puppy. He took one more fish to complete the little lunch, letting her eat the last one, and patted his leg quickly to get her attention. “How are ya today, Adelle?”
Image courtesy of just.jim @ flickr; Table by the Mentors!
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