The Labrador mix feels proud of himself for doing a job well done. His tongue reaches out, licking at Iggy's knuckles. It's been a long time since anyone besides Doctor Rosemary showed him a little bit of praise or kindness. Dogs thrive off even the smallest scraps tossed their way.
Bandit amuses himself as he waits with the normal things dogs do: sniffing out new scent trails, eating something he shouldn't, and trying to get people to pet him. He's least successful in this third venture. Tsk. People just can't seem to see the sweet dog beneath the robotic exterior.
When Iggy reappears, he's off once again. We find art now.
This time, it takes him a while to find the art store. Bandit is unfamiliar with the smells, so he has to backtrack once or twice until he finds the right trail. Dried flowers and paint mix together with a smell that he can't put a name to, forming a trail he can very nearly see as he follows it down the sidewalk. He goes right into the street, blithely crossing as a car comes to a screeching halt a few feet away, honking its horn at the happily oblivious dog.
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Bandit amuses himself as he waits with the normal things dogs do: sniffing out new scent trails, eating something he shouldn't, and trying to get people to pet him. He's least successful in this third venture. Tsk. People just can't seem to see the sweet dog beneath the robotic exterior.
When Iggy reappears, he's off once again. We find art now.
This time, it takes him a while to find the art store. Bandit is unfamiliar with the smells, so he has to backtrack once or twice until he finds the right trail. Dried flowers and paint mix together with a smell that he can't put a name to, forming a trail he can very nearly see as he follows it down the sidewalk. He goes right into the street, blithely crossing as a car comes to a screeching halt a few feet away, honking its horn at the happily oblivious dog.