White Wolf lay in the cage, utterly speechless. *How is it this fellow again? Did dogs hoard all the fate in this world?*
The German Shepherd was a ball of excitement:
"Big Bro! Didn't I say you were the right Big Bro! I thought after our parting last time we'd never meet again! Thanks to my owner, who flew here to find some young lady, only for her husband to come back. He stood on the balcony in his bare ass for over an hour, wasted two plane tickets for nothing, and got squat. Hahaha, woof woof woof!"
White Wolf wore a face full of question marks: *Damn it, seeing your owner get so thoroughly screwed over, what on earth are you so thrilled about? Aren't you afraid he'll stew you the moment you get home?*
Chapter 47