Chapter 51

Brock woke to the sensation of a furry thing on his face. In panic, he grabbed it and had nearly flung it far away when it yelped from the shock. He halted immediately. The creature was the small dog from the previous night. The dog scurried to the floor, looking up at Brock and wagging its tail continuously. Then, after a moment, it suddenly stopped. Brock had walked away to get breakfast started