I tried to be comfortable in the rough, cold sand, pressed up against Tutu Nani's leg. I could feel some of the fear leaving her as I lay there, so I… - W. Bruce Cameron

Both boys ate some of the dog snacks, which I found both odd and disturbing.

It wasn’t as much fun as being a doodle dog, but I now knew why these creatures, these human beings, had so fascinated me from the moment I saw them. It was because my fate was inextricably linked with theirs.

Hey, there, little fella!” he called. I looked at him uncertainly. What kind of a person was this? What would those hands be like? Would they push me aside, like the first man I had known? Or would they be patient and gentle? “You lost, fella? You lost?” I wasn’t sure about the hands yet, but the voice was kind. And he was talking right to me. The first man had never done that. And he’d never kneeled down so that he was close to my level, either.