The Reticent Dog

Saying that, Robert shot a glance at Catherine and the kids not far away before he shut up.

In tacit agreement, Luke also didn't continue with this topic.

The next morning, Luke's phone buzzed.

He glanced at the number, put down his tools and half-finished equipment, and answered the phone. "What's up?"

Selina said in a low voice, "Something's wrong with Dollar."

Luke: "Hm?"

"After we went to bed last night, he ate all the leftovers I brought back. He even opened the fridge and ate everything that was inside, and even got into the dustbin," Selina explained quickly.

Luke narrowed his eyes. "How is he now?"

Selina smiled bitterly. "I don't know. He looks fine to me, apart from the smell of food remains on him."

After a brief silence, Luke said, "Why don't we bring him back to L.A.? If anything happens, we can send him to a big pet hospital."

Selina was startled. "What?" She had never thought of that.