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“Yeah. Really sorry about those paintings.” Sebastian just shook his head since he didn’t have anything else to say. “She was hot,” Logan said. “She was too clingy,” Tristan muttered. “So… about that girl today,” Conrad blurted out. The brothers knew instantly whom he was talking about. “Hey, did you hear that?” Sebastian asked. “What?” Nicolas queried. “Listen.” The brothers went quiet, and then they heard it. It was a dog barking, and it was getting closer. They searched around them, and then out of the blue a little West Highland white terrier appeared.

“Well, you don’t have ghosts or wayward spirits. Nor do you have anyone wandering about in a secret passage.” “I’ll assume by the way you are holding whatever it is you have and the way you are speaking, you’ve found the cause of the noises?” “Indeed I have.” George held up a small dog. It was a puppy. “I found this little fellow.” With it’s curly fur all mottled in white, brown, and black, it looked like someone bred a kennel of stray dogs together randomly and several generations later the result looked like this dog. Ana’s eyes widened. “Good grief. A dog? Where in a world would a dog come from? For that matter, what kind of breed is it?” Unsure of what she looked at or how to approach it

My breathing remained steady, and my hands didn't shake as I continued walking until I stood right in front of the woods, where the dog's head was peering out. The dog walked even closer to me, its eyes locked onto mine. It had a majestic aura, with a thick, dark coat and piercing blue eyes that seemed to hold a hint of intelligence. As it approached, I noticed that it wasn't just a dog, but a wolf. A wolf standing right in front of me.

I asked him if he already took a breakfast and he just nodded as an answer. "Ooohhh, hot daddy." Kashna suddenly whispered over my ear, leading me to a flirty giggle. I lead him to the kitchen where Joseph was and his brows immediately arch up in commotion. "Hi! I'm Kashna Peterson, Kamesh's pretty cousin." She lent her hand over to Klenz and I noticed how Joseph and Klenz stared at each other, Joseph's jaws were moving aggressively as they tried to interact through their eyes.

I pressed my lips together, trying hard to hold my laughter as well. “Sorry dad… Ricky ate too slow,” Derek explained before carrying his dog in the crook of his arm. He gave it a soft gentle stroke on the fur before joining us in the car. Ricky, his cute Bernese mountain dog, with black and white furs couldn't help but wag its tail happily and bark cutely at Mr Walter. “Don't you yell at me! Why did you eat so slow?” Mr Walter turned to face the dog as his hands began exploring the driving wheel. Ricky barked again, sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail happily.

He asked dumfounded. "No what's that..." She asked confused. "With whom do you live..." He asked in disbelief. "My pets... Luca, Leonardo and Silas..." She smiled at the mention of their name. "Cool I have a pet too... It's a dog... What do you have..." He fixed his cap as he walked along side her. "Luca is black panther... Leonardo is leopard and Silas is a white tiger, the latter is very naughty always gets in trouble..." She answered and he froze in his place.

As her legs went around his waist, he walked them to his bed and got comfortable against the headboard. "Any new movies?" He asked, reaching up to capture a soft lock of her hair. She suddenly gasped in excitement. "Yes! Have you watched The secret life of pets?" He shook his head, letting out a small smile at the childlike excitement that lit up her eyes. "You haven't?! Oh my goodness, Brandon, you have to watch it! So, it's about. . ."

He had heard of a talking wolf before, but not a talking dog. The dog stepped back and sat down on its butt. “Glad that you’re looking okay. Did you see any auditory hallucination in your view? Because you fell down pretty hard on your head. I just want to make sure.” The only hallucination I’m having is seeing you being able to talk. Shawn monologued internally while he eyed the dog’s moving golden tail that brushed the tatami floor behind it. The dog is that of a Golden Retriever breed; a big breed of dogs with slightly thin nuzzles and lustrous golden coat. The dog in front of him has a coat that looks like it has been taken care of very well. Was the dog perhaps has an owner? If it does,

Assistant Tony who was beside her whispered "That's Kie, Madam. President bought that a week after you left. I guess to represent yoi" "What breed is that?" Alice asked sluggishly. The dog was small. It was cute though. "It's a Lowchen the 'Little Lion Dog'. That breed is very rare and nearly extinct." Assistant Tony replied. He wanted to tell more to Alice like how Enzo always talked to his dog as if he was talking to Alice instead. But Assistant Tony saw Enzo walking towards them already so he zipped his mouth. Enzo twitched her lips when Alice was about to give her the dog.

I don't know what breed it is but it has midnight black fur all over its body. "Fonsie! What are you doing here?" Melody yells at the dog who whimper in return. "Papa has told you all not to come in here but still you didn't listen to him. Now, he will be very angry with you and will not let you play with your baby sister." Melody says standing in front of the dog who lays down on the floor before covering its eyes with the front paws. Okay, that's a really adorable gesture, I have to admit.