Hector smirked to himself as the dog was now sleeping on the wooden bench, seemingly content with the whole situation. Walking all that distance paid off, now that the dog was tired, it would be that much easier to give it away. Hector had never wanted the dog in the first place, he had only bought "Rover" for "Edwin" because his wife had pressured him. But even his wife had now grown tired of the mutt being in their house, and thus, the two had planned to give it away to a shelter.
Juliet promised to perform damage control and comfort "Edwin" when he found out, as long as Hector made sure that "Rover" would be gone when "Edwin" arrived from school. Hector agreed with that plan, and smiled as the shelter workers pulled up in their truck, coming out with leashes and nets.
"Sir, you said that you wanted to give a certain dog to us?" One of the two men that had stepped out of the truck asked, eyeing "Rover".
"Yep." Hector said, rubbing his hands together as he got up, gesturing his hands towards the dog on the bench. "You can have him for free, just take him away, got it?"
The men smirked and nodded, they had certainly been in such a situation before. They slapped a collar around Edwin, dragging him off the bench and tossing him into the truck before driving off. As Hector saw them leave, rounding the corner, he smirked, walking back to the house in success.
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Edwin woke up, frowning as an unpleasant smell assaulted his nose. Getting up in the weird fashion that Rover had stuck him in, he looked around, horrified at where he was.
"Is this a shelter?!" Edwin exclaimed, which sounded like barking to anyone else. "No, Rover didn't sell me, did he?!"
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"What do you mean, you sold Rover?" Rover cried, his mother frowning as he told him the bad news. Refusing to listen to her excuse, he stomped off into his room. He had never wanted to sell Edwin, just give him a taste of his own medicine, that was all! Looking back, he remembered how well Edwin had treated him for a dog, even allowing Rover to sleep with him at times.
Tempted to make a canine whine, Rover fought that certain urge, and instead began to decide what he should do.