“No, I think we can both on that.” He responded with a small grin. For him it was more... He preferred getting here and there on his own two legs. Being confined to sit for a long time or in a small space? Not his cup of tea, as they said. “Still, it’s odd to see these large birds instead.”

Llewellyn nodded. “Yes, another good idea. They were quite willing to talk or offer advice during the festival.”

Pretzel fussed a bit as they entered the part, stretching his neck and hanging his head over Llewellyn’s shoulder at Rhy. Chuckling a little, Llewellyn glanced around, “I think we should avoid walking by the pond, I’m a little concerned he might want to chase the ducks... So perhaps in one of the more open spaces?”