[ Mehmet shrugs. He won't—getting bowled over by enthusiastic pups is one of life's greatest joys. So long as Owen's there to make sure he doesn't hit his head when he falls over, of course.
He hobbles along behind Owen, buzzing with excitement. And when they approach, he shoots a glance in Owen's direction, just in time to see him brighten. Ah... Man, he's cute. It's hard to look away—
Dogs make it easy, though. ]
Hey, buddy!
[ He talks to the yorkie first, briefly extending his calloused fingers to let the puppy sniff. He'll get to him later, though, because there are two others he needs to attend to. Slowly, he kneels (obviously, some movements seem a bit difficult for him still), and he surrenders himself to whatever the two bigger dogs have of him. Maybe he'll be lying on the floor soon... ]
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He hobbles along behind Owen, buzzing with excitement. And when they approach, he shoots a glance in Owen's direction, just in time to see him brighten. Ah... Man, he's cute. It's hard to look away—
Dogs make it easy, though. ]
Hey, buddy!
[ He talks to the yorkie first, briefly extending his calloused fingers to let the puppy sniff. He'll get to him later, though, because there are two others he needs to attend to. Slowly, he kneels (obviously, some movements seem a bit difficult for him still), and he surrenders himself to whatever the two bigger dogs have of him. Maybe he'll be lying on the floor soon... ]