[Look...up in the sky...it's a bird...it's a plane...it's Krypto the Superdog. A flash of white and red streaks across the park, and faster than Zwei can wiggle his corgi butt he's joined in the chase by a medium sized white dog. A white dog (apparently a pitbull?) that happens to be wearing a cape. Playfully, Krypto catches the stick Jen tossed in mid-air and turns it so Zwei can snag the other end.
Hello friend.
Not far off, there's a definite crunch of boots and a hand dropping to Jen's shoulder.]
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Hello friend.
Not far off, there's a definite crunch of boots and a hand dropping to Jen's shoulder.]
Hey you.