The tail wiggles as new nerves grow within the length of flesh and bone soon giving you a very foreign sensation. A low-pitched woof to his right distracts Alex as tiny hairs form and grow long over the tail. Rusty play bowing tail wagging rapidly holds his favorite chew toy between his fangs clearly inviting Alex to try taking it from him.
Alex stares at his dog as conflicting thoughts race threw his head. Part of him wants to take the toy from Rusty and chew upon it himself. And another part of him is revolted at the very idea of handling something covered with dog slobber. Its then that he notices his own tail is wagging just as fast as that of Rusty’s.
Van Helsing takes a quick look around then walks over to the side gate. Is the dog in the yard even now he wonders while fingering the black case he carried from his car. Then curses softly as he notices a rusted padlock upon the wooden gate. The fence its self is a good ten feet.