Chapter 29: Return to Heyday
The Golden Retriever strutted confidently, mighty and resplendent. Its gorgeous golden fur glistened in the sunlight.
"Woof, woof–" It panted, its loud and rhythmic bark echoing.
It dashed to Joan Edwin's feet, gently nipping at his trousers with its mouth, sniffing him with its nose.
Suddenly, it let go of his trouser leg and, without hesitation, darted towards Caroline Edwin on the side.
The sequence of movements was as fluid as water, carried out without a moment's pause.
Joan had already extended his hand, prepared to stoop down and ruffle its head.
"Tsk..."
With a disdainful glance at the Golden Retriever, he lifted his hand and scratched his unruly hair.
"Good boy."
Caroline squatted down and tenderly stroked the dog's golden head.
"Woof, woof–"
Smelling a familiar scent, the Golden Retriever's bark grew even louder. Its tongue hung out and it seemed especially excited.