Today Jack met my friend's dog, Chico. He smelled him, wondering if this was his lunch.
"What is the little one stuffed with?"
And then he met Chico's Brother, Blitz.
"How did the little one get so plump so fast?"
Jack wasn't too keen with Kiva, even though they had met before.
"Who is this crazy bitch?"
He seemed to get along with Max, the geriatric wonder dog.
"You're alright, Gramps"
He did well, I thought. I was worried because my boys have a high prey drive, but I was very happy that Jack didn't make lunch out of little Chico.
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