PHOEBE AND THE WEIRD YOUNG MAN

Aiden was obviously entertained by the dog and he could not help but laugh as threw the ball again.

They repeated doing that same thing for may rounds until Aiden's arm started to hurt but the dog did not even look winded at all.

When Aiden could no longer throw it anymore, he sat on the large rock in the garden and patted the space beside him

"Let us rest for a bit. You can sit here.."

He told the dog.

The dog obediently followed and walk towards him.

Aiden slowly reached out to touch it,

At first, the dog looked at Aiden's hand warily and even stuck its tongue to licked its lip as it eyed Aiden's hand as if he was some kind of slab of meat.

"Errrr..."

But thank heavens again, the dog did not snapped or bite him.

The dog might be smaller now, but its teeth were still razor-sharp and can easily shred him into pieces if it would try to.

It seemed that Lady Luck was no longer against him, lately