"Lennox," I nod, pointing to the dog trailing along behind King, "That's how we ended up with Gordon."

Honestly, when we took Gordon, I didn't even really ask Mike what happened to the other dogs. I was just kinda glad we didn't end up with the whole fuckin' pack.

I drop a kiss to the top of Flo's head, huffing out a laugh when she cuddles up closer against my side. They've sort of seesawed between being unusually clingy, to defiantly independent, over the last few weeks.