Rylan woke up with a dry mouth, throbbing headache and Row licking his face. He groaned and pushed off the couch to sit up. The television was showing static and the whine was annoying. He felt around for the remote, located it and shut the TV off. Row paced between the sliding glass door and Rylan, whining and poking at Rylan with his nose.
“Okay, okay.” He couldn’t find his cane but managed to get up with the aid of the couch and hopped to the door, opening it far enough for Row to scoot out.
He stood leaning one arm against the wall and watched Row wander the area between the house and frozen over pond. Row would go up to the pond’s edge, but not cross over from land to ice. Rylan wondered if Brett had trained him to do that, or if he did it on his own. Since Rylan had been there Bret
