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[hopepainandshit]

[One ear flicks, and she gives a big yawn.]

We're gonna go do some training in the Enclosure in a bit, actually. You want to come with?

[atowncalledtreffy]

[He won't say so, but he's been feeling pretty isolated and lonely lately. He nods, a little too fast]

Yeah. Should be nice.

What are you training her for? Not to hunt?

[hopepainandshit]

Showing off, mostly. She's ridiculously smart, and Willa told me about how sometimes people do tricks with their dogs, like travelling performers. Thought it might keep us both busy.

[atowncalledtreffy]

That sounds nice.

You're not growing bored here, are you?

[hopepainandshit]

Me? Nah. But Tiff tears up the cushions if she doesn't find her walk satisfying enough, so.

[atowncalledtreffy]

What a little monster. Hope you learned how to sew.

[hopepainandshit]

Learning by necessity, if nothing else. Maybe I should ask if anyone's got any better snacks for her while I do it.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Fortunately for you, you know someone on the breakfast shift who has no problem sneaking some extra slices of bacon for a good girl.