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she replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty, "but it feels like a pretty significant coincidence." After a few moments of silence, both of them lost in thought as to what this might mean, Camden asked, "What was his name?" Clayton's smile bloomed across his features as memories came flooding back to him. "Bingo," he said softly, the nostalgia evident in his voice. "Bingo?!" Camden exclaimed with a small laugh. "What kind of dog was he?" she asked, genuinely intrigued. "A rottweiler," Clayton replied. "He was the best. So strong and protective, but at the same time, so gentle and patient with me." "He sounds a lot like you," Camden smiled, her eyes filled with warmth. "Not that I'm compari

I also want a puppy, so I can't side with Eugene. "Make sure you two look after that puppy," he said as he parked the car. "Dad, don't call him a puppy, he already has a name, it's Rambo," Loki said, his gaze fixed on the puppy. "Why Rambo, baby?" I asked, stroking the puppy's head in the backseat. "It's from the drama where Rambo is Nanay Luz's dog," Thor explained. "Who is Luz, and what show is that? Are you into dramas now?" Eugene asks, opening the car door for us.

Everyone cheers loudly, welcoming the newest fur member, which startles him. "I still think the name Brody suits him way better than Harvey." Monica twists her mouth to the side as she looks at Harvey, who is busy chewing the coaster. "Nah, Brody sounds like shit." Xavier says and clicks his fingers to gain Harvey's attention, "He is a biker club dog. His name should sound like one." We draw chits to decide Harvey's name, and the name which Daniel suggested won. So, now our new puppy is Harvey Wolves. "Did you hear from anyone?" Walking away from the table where everyone is getting themselves acquainted with Harvey, I ask Ryder.

They both sniffed Jet before going off to circle around the cattle. Jet then went to work sniffing the area for the rogue's scent of death. It didn't take long and he found it, then followed the scent away from the cattle and out towards the east. At the east end of the property was the Sandstone Pack where Danny was the Beta. I wondered if he would hire rogues to taunt Cat or kill her cattle, but how would that benefit him? That theory didn't add up.

'Provided you give me a rock-bound promise that you won't go jumping into any more lakes. 'Oh, I won't, I won't,' Connie assured him. 'Daddy, what's his name?' 'He doesn't have one yet. He's just a baby.' Brand bent over to put the little dog down on the path. 'You're his mother now, so you get to name him.' 'Fluffy, of course. Because he is,' said Connie. 'Brand.' Isabella finally managed to get a word in. 'Brand, we have to talk about this—'

"Okay sorry. What's his name? Did you named him or should I tell you Aidde's favourite name?" "Shaggy." Jonathan said and Jim's mouth agape. "Now I want to know who told you about this? How do you know he wanted to name his dog with this name?" Jim said slightly being irritated on his brother's cleverness. "Ahh someone is jealous?" Jonathan mocked him. "Shut up and answer me." "How will I answer you if I shut my mouth up?" "Answer me first and then shut your mouth." "Now I don't love you enough to do everything you say."

"Unfortunately, his handler, his old partner actually, passed away from cancer. Mike was trying to find him a new home, so this is perfect for everyone." "Poor doggie," said Ruthie. "Bet he misses his partner." Dad and I exchanged a sad look. Our new pet already had something in common with us. We'd lost someone who meant the world to us, too. "What's his name?" I asked. Dad's eyes twinkled. "Knox. As in Fort Knox." We all laughed. "Great," I said. "Alcatraz, Fort Knox, aka prison! You won't let me out and Knox won't let anyone in. My life just got suckier."

She headed towards the dog and patted it on the head and it jumped towards her with so much joy, so infectious, she smiled, a genuine smile that reached her beaming eyes and heart. The brown curls were kind of dirty which meant it was lost probably for a while now, she rubbed its fur gently and it shook its dirt on her which made her laugh more. She lifted it and saw the name on the name tag, a golden bone that had the name "Shola" written on it, it was a weird name, it sounded English but it wasn't, she knew it wasn't English at least,

Peter replied firmly, though a faint smile hinted at his amusement. “Grandpa! Grandpa! You got me a dog! A dog! Yes!” Ethan shouted excitedly, his voice echoing across the yard. “Told you so,” Theodore said, smirking at Peter with a teasing expression. “Shut up,” Peter replied, feigning seriousness. “What’s his name, Grandpa?” Ethan asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement as the massive Golden Retriever licked his face. “Chester. His name will be Chester,” Peter said, a small smile tugging at his lips.

He stared intently at the old woman at the counter, controlling her with his eyes, she didn't know when she started bringing out cash for him, but Jayden could see that the dog glared at him as if he was shocked at what he just did. Jayden released the counter woman, and then used the same cash she had given him to purchase food, more than enough food for their journey. When he stepped outside, he found a cool place for them to sit and eat. While they were eating, he spoke to the dog. "You noticed what I did back there right? He asked the puppy as he watch him bark. What is your name? He asked again, not expecting a response from him, he names him Sandy.