864 First Aid

Zhang Zian kept his hand in the air in embarrassment. He had trained the mini poodle himself. Even if it barked occasionally, it would stop as soon as he raised his hand. But the hand command wasn't working for some reason.

In fact, small dogs were better watchdogs than medium-sized dogs or large dogs, such as stupid sled dogs and golden retrievers. Breeds like those would wag their tails and greet strangers happily, even if the stranger was a burglar. 　　

If the mini poodle barked because it spotted a thief and wanted to alert Zhang Zian, he would surely reward it happily––but the girl next to him was a customer. She didn't look like a thief or a dangerous criminal. The poodle had no reason to bark.　　

"Stop barking!" Fina was taking a nap and became annoyed. It stood up immediately from the cat tree, then stared at it in anger from its spot on higher ground. Unfortunately, its power of deterrence only worked on cats; it wasn't so useful on the mini poodle.