This week with Arlene and Jeff:
...Again checking the height of the sun over the mountains, he told his partner, "We still haven't been all the way to the other end on this side. Let's check it out, then come back and pick some more peas and beans."
Without any further instructions, the wolf ranged on ahead, heading toward the area Morales had just spoken about. He seems to be understanding me better every day. How can that be? I've even started joking with him, and be damned if he doesn't seem to understand jokes and sarcasm. I just forget and talk to him like I would a person, but, dammit, there's no way he can learn language like that. Then after a hesitation, Whether it's possible or not, he responds appropriately to almost everything I tell him to do, and he listens attentively to whatever I say. Hell, let's face it. He's fast becoming the best friend I've ever had. Then after a pause, he added with a grin, And, truth be told, he's probably the smartest one I've ever had, too.
Lobo came out of the brambles, tilted his head and looked back at Morales as if to say, "The day is getting on. You coming?"
Morales picked up his pace.
Have a goodun;