Louisa's POV
"What is it?" I asked.
"I can't tell you unless you feed me and stroke me." Blanco shook his head while staring at the grass next to my feet.
I sighed and picked up more grass and put them into his mouth.
His ears flicked back and forth, so I stroked them gently.
"Can you tell me now?" I frowned and asked.
Blanco munched and said, "I saw you before when you were little."
"What?!" I was shocked. "What do you mean?"
"When you were little, like this big." He shook his head from side to side, drawing the length of a forearm.
"You mean when I was a baby?" I asked.
"Un-huh," Blanco said and took another bite of grass.
"But... Where did you see me? How do you know it was me?" I stroked him and asked.
"I sniffed you at that time and I recognized your smell," he replied.