As Reid struggles to come to terms with what he is learning, something cold and wet presses against his hand. He pulls
back, startled, looking down into the deep brown eyes of a large black lab. She ducks her head, pushing her nose under
his hand again. His fingers automatically lift to stroke her butter soft ears, down the bridge of her wide nose. She sits
next to him, tail happily thumping on the ground, pink tongue hanging from the side of her mouth as she leans into his
attention.
Reid grins at her and scratches harder. She groans a little.
"That's Minnie." Drew is smiling again. "At least, that's what I call her. The dogs are mostly nice. Not like they had a
choice either."
Minnie's head ducks, her white teeth clamping around a stick. She holds it out to Reid, her liquid gaze begging for love.
He laughs, takes it from her and gives it a good throw. She's off like a shot, bounding through the water, splashing so
much it hits him in the face.