Llewellyn nodded, remaining where he was for a moment, and watching as Pretzel began to roam around intently as he took in the new world around him enthusiastically. “Yes, we’ll need to let him get used to this place, I think. Mm... To acclimate to all these new smells, creatures and other things that he wasn’t used to before.” What must it be like to a dog that had up until this point only known the inside of a fishbowl at the bottom of the sea? Who’d never even seen something like a duck before? Or a squirrel, for that matter?

Finally, he pushed to his feet with a smile. “Yes, I think that we might as well find a place to relax a bit. Close enough to keep an eye on him if he looks like he’s going to get into something. I get the distinct feeling we’ll be waiting a while for him to tire himself out.”

An excited bark sounded from a patch of grass. The pup had found a rather large stick. Clearly, it was a truly exciting discovery!