Prisca's POV
“Theo, Juno will get hurt if you throw the wood stick directly to its face,” I got the wood stick from Theo’s hand smoothly.
Theo directed his googly eyes at me. I smile and held one of his small hands.
Juno let out a comfortable, yet restless bark, asking for attention from us. The dog starts wagging its tail rapidly. It seems he wanted his wood stick.
“Always remember to throw the wood stick to sideways,” I kindly explained to Theo while throwing the wood stick to a side, avoiding Juno’s face.
Juno enthusiastically ran after the wood stick.
I observed Theo, who is following what I have taught him.
After a few minutes, I slowly walk towards Ernest, Sir Rutherford and Sophia, who are enjoying tea under a shelter while keeping an eye on Theo.
“I shall visit home then
