“What kind are they?” Kaos asked, his eyes alight with interest as he turned to sit sideways.
“They’re… what’s it called? Pitskies? Pit bull–husky mixes. Really gorgeous puppies, accidental as they were. The parents are great dogs, and the pups will be too.”
“You like the idea of adopting one of them, I can tell,” Kaos said, sounding oddly fond.
“I haven’t gotten a dog before because I didn’t want to leave one alone, and I can’t take one with me if I’m stuck at the clinic all day, no matter how well trained they are. It’s just not safe. Now, on farm runs and stuff, they could stay in the car. But….” Padraig shrugged and frowned. He still wasn’t sure if it was a good idea, but something about having even more life in the house seemed like a good idea.