I’m not leaping ahead like I assumed I would over the long weekend, but progress is being made! Seth has a dog now, which is cool. Now if only he could like … go home.
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Seth had his enclosure more organized. Some of it was by the sheer determination to finish projects, and some of it was by necessity. The dog, which he’d discovered was a girl and who he’d named Bubble, liked to chew on things if he left them lying around. Considering how enough of what Click brought him was some kind of plastic or twisted metal, he didn’t want to leave it around for her to choke on. He didn’t exactly have a vet around.
Bubble was smart. She learned a few tricks once she got more used to Seth and the sandy enclosure. Her favorite pastime, however, was to roll around on the sand, a goofy dog grin on her face whenever she glanced over to see if Seth noticed.