““I can’t leave Bandit outside. He would feel terrible!” Julia heard the voices and the commotion in the front room. She walked in as Victoria was handing a small dog over to Wess. The little pooch was about the size of a stuffed animal, with a lot of brown hair that one of the girls had tried to pull into ponytails. The sweater he was wearing said, “Beware of Dog.” “I’m sorry, Julia. I explained to them you don’t have pets in your home.” “It’s not a problem. I’m guessing by that sweater that…” ...“Bandit.” Both girls supplied his name. “I’m guessing Bandit isn’t just any pet.” “See, Mom? I told you she’d understand.” Victoria scratched the small dog between the ears, and he responded with a yip. “They wanted to walk over to see Wess at work, but we try to take Bandit for a walk every afternoon to use up some of his energy.” “Beware of dog. Is he dangerous?” “Only in his mind,” Jeanette said, with a laugh. “He thinks he’s much larger than he is and quite ferocious.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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