Page 117 of Will Bark for Pizza
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The lake?
“She’s a little stressed out.”
Stressed?
“You’ll be good today, right?”
I’m always good.
“Yes, you’re always good, Husker.”
Is that a treat in your pocket?
Sniff, sniff, sniff.
Opal giggles are my favorite.
“Sit.”
Plop.
“Take it nice.”
I’ll takeit really slow.
There.
“Good boy.”
Num, num, num.
Is that the front door?
Run, run, run.
“Has he been good?”
Duh, Mom.
I’m always good.
“He’s been good.”
See, Opal knows.
“Thanks for watching him.”
“I thought you’d be working?”
Nana?
Nana, do you have treats?
“She doesn’t have treats, Husker.”
Opal, how do you know that?
What if they’re in her pocket?
