"Hello, there," Chloe greeted the golden retriever fondly as she entered the kitchen. Mr Dog politely waited inside, tail frantically sweeping the wooden floor. Since his first overanxious greeting, the dog had learned a bit of restraint. He was excited to greet Chloe, but not nearly too enthusiastically. Anthony's return had calmed him down considerably, but he was still nice enough to mark her arrival, waiting for her inside the door like a butler.
Tabby, on the other hand, always chose to wait for Chloe to come to him in her room, making Chloe the butler in the scenario. Sometimes Chloe wished she could stay in her room for hours on end. Not that Anthony had been a problem---far from it. He'd been confined to his room and doing his physical therapy daily. Chloe hated Hale Industries an
