Rocky kept up at an easy pace, distracted upon occasion by side-trips to chase rabbits. He possessed some degree of obedience and would eventually return when Steve called. The high altitude sunshine made him thirsty and he kept pace with Steve as they neared the houses. When they returned, he lapped from his bowl while Steve downed a sports drink before going up for a shower.
When he finished, he set off to see the house that interested him most. Now that he had a dog, he needed a yard. Rocky loved his parents’ yard. Yet it would not be fair to continue imposing upon them.
When he reached the house, the realtor had already arrived. The tall willowy, blonde was middle-aged with shoulder-length hair that made her elongated face look longer. She put out her cigarette and greeted Steve.
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