Hello. I’m Victoria one of the kennel helpers. And you must be the proud parents of this little puppy?”
Roberts’s parents look at each other then at the wacky lady before them. Well if this kennel wants to pretend dogs are equals of humans they can go along with the idea. As after all they do need the puppy to start acting like the good piece of property it should be. As all the high ranking people in Dave’s company have dogs so of course they must have one too. And little Robert has gotten so fond of his new toy.
“Ah yes we are the parents.” Dave answers quickly before his wife says something that might get them tossed out of the kennel. Free training is worth putting up with a bit of silliness in his opinion.
Victoria smiles thinking to herself if only they knew as she easily reads the negative expressions on the faces of the two people. Having gotten tired of humans seeing animals as nothing more then a resource she has come to find her job with Sarah very refreshing. “Ok. If you need anything at all just call. But now I need to bring your puppy to his bath.”
“Bath? Are we going to get charged for this bath?”
“No sir. Grooming is done for all the dogs before they leave our kennel.” Victoria replies while opening the gate as the guard dogs push the puppy before them. Shaking slightly the puppy pads towards the waiting human with his tail down.
“Good puppy.” Lisa tells him while rubbing her muzzle warmly against his flank.
Ashley wags her tail stub. “Now show those humans how well behaved you are and in no time you will get all those treats you have been wanting.” She tells her charge feeling a little sad after having had fun playing with a puppy. Lifting her muzzle she takes in a kennel scent of a near by bitch and her litter of puppies trying to not feel jealous.
Victoria picks the meek acting puppy up and holds him against her chest while petting him slowly to help relax and calm him. “Yes you’re a good boy Robert.” She tells the puppy as he tries to lick her face while his little tail wags.
“Miss!” The two parents say in union looking angry. “Robert is the name of our son.”
“Yes?” Victoria replies while holding a hand over the puppy’s ears so he does not get frightened by those two humans whom she is beginning to take a strong dislike to. “I have your son right here. Be back in about a half hour.” She tells them as she quickly begins walking toward the office before she tells them off.