Stefan and Wirata walked to Summer's room. The dog popped his head up from the soft blanket that he was sleeping on.
"Ruff!"
He greeted them. Stefan picked him up. Summer looked drowsy but he licked Stefan's chin to tell him that he was glad to see them back.
"We are back now, my boy. "
The gentle voice said to the little dog as though it understand his words. Summer used his paws to rub his eyes. Wirata smiled at the cute puppy.
"Let him sleep, Stefan. If he could speak, he probably would have sworn at you already. Nobody likes anyone to wake him up in the middle of his sweet dreams like this."
She said with a smile, felt softened toward both the man and the dog.
"He only eats and sleeps nowadays. Fat as a pig, not a dog anymore."
Stefan mumbled and put Summer back on his mattress. The puppy was too sleepy to bother he then tucked his head in the blanket and closed his eyes again.
