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Wally waggled across the bedspread and exuberantly began to lick Adam's
hand, for it still smelled of bacon. "Wally is an odd name for a female,"
chuckled Adam, "but if that's what you want, Wally it is! I don't suppose you
thought of that name because of anyone special," he hinted knowingly.
"I'm naming her after a very sweet, kindhearted man," Charlie smiled happily.
"Come here Wally! Come on, Precious! Oh, aren't you so cute? What dog breed
is she, Adam?"
"A golden retriever," he sighed, trying to shake Wally from his hand, for
the puppy was getting more insistent in her pursuit of the smell of bacon. "I'd
better go get the puppy chow before I lose my fingers."
After breakfast, Charlie took her puppy out into the garden and laughed as it played
in the grass, chasing the patterns of water that the new sprinkler created. Adam
had left the master bedroom door open, and Chuck soon wandered in, lured by the sound
of laughter and puppy yaps.
"Over here, Chuck," Adam called to his father-in-law. Chuck cautiously
crossed the lawn and stayed by Adam's side as Charlie played with Wally in the sprinkler.
"It's a puppy," informed Adam.
Chuck grinned. "I know that."
"Do you want to pet it?"
Chuck quickly shook his head "no," but continued to watch until Wally ventured
close to his leg. "Hello, Puppy," he softly called to the small dog. Curious,
Wally took a small step forward and sniffed Chuck's hand. When the hand began gently
stroking her fur, Wally rolled onto her back so Chuck could also rub her belly. After
several moments of puppy tail wagging, she rolled over and rejoined Charlie. Chuck
stood up and smiled at Adam.
"Did you like that?" grinned Adam.
"That's a good dog," nodded Chuck in approval. Before long, Vera appeared
and took Chuck back to his room for a nap.
Now that they were alone, Adam locked the master bedroom door and returned to the
garden to spend some private time with Charlie.
"The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man [Adam] availeth much."
~ James 5:16 ~
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