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same commands you’d use.” She figured it would be best to clarify before she confused Atlas. “I did look up the basic Dutch commands but I need to do more studying.”
David swept his arm out toward the course. “Let’s give it a try and take those spots where we run into them. I can give you the correct command if Atlas is looking like he’s up for the course.”
Good point. First step: see if the dog was actually willing. This entire exercise could end quickly if he only walked up to the first obstacle and sat there.
“All right. Let’s give this a try.”
Chapter Six
P lease tell me you’re not going to keep her here on a gorgeous Saturday while the rest of you all pretend it’s just another day of the week.”
Lyn looked up at the speaker, an extremely attractive Asian woman with way more energy than anyone ought to have at 0500 on a Saturday morning. Seriously, the woman literally exuded vitality.
“Sophie, we are holding no one hostage.” From his position behind the breakfast counter in the communal kitchen, Brandon poured a new cup of coffee. He added cream and sugar then held it out to her.
He was going to give her caffeine? Seemed like a questionable choice.
Lyn wasn’t a morning person by nature. Most of her clients preferred to meet at reasonable times in the morning, like nine or ten. However, Hope’s Crossing Kennels had a much more active routine than the average home owner. The trainers were up and beginning morning chores by 0500, as they put it. The early morning was filled with feeding, then basic obedience for the working canines and the boarded guest dogs. Later in the morning, people would begin arriving for obedience and agility classes with Alex while Brandon and David took the working canines through specialized training. The afternoon went along the same lines, with various dogs getting individualized attention. Evening saw people arriving for more classes into the night.
The trainers of Hope’s Crossing Kennels easily worked sixteen-hour days, with long breaks in the slow times of the afternoon to balance out their long hours.
Lyn’s involvement was solely regarding Atlas but she sure as hell wasn’t going to sleep in when David was up and getting started with the freaking dawn. What she hadn’t anticipated was how ragged she’d feel once the weekend hit and they were all still getting started right on time.
One never appreciated sleeping in on the weekends until one couldn’t. It’d been especially hard to climb out from under the comforters this morning. The guest bed was warm, cozy and comfortable. David’s bed.
Lyn took another sip of her own coffee. No good could come of her brain being allowed to continue half-asleep at this moment.
“You all may continue with your routine,” Sophie was saying, coffee mug in hand and a stolen piece of bacon in the other. “But your guest here might not know there are options for her. Like actually leaving kennel grounds and enjoying a day off.”
“We take days off.” Alex sat at the table across from Lyn and gave her a grin. She lifted her mug in acknowledgment.
Sophie scowled in his general direction.
David slid a plate of eggs sunny side up and bacon in front of Lyn and her attention snapped to the wonderful smell of breakfast. She lifted her fork. “Thank you.”
“No problem.” David was already digging into his own plate of food.
He’d been incredibly considerate through the entire week. Breakfast was always like this at the kennel. They ate together, went through the day’s schedule and any potential issues. Lyn was included as a contributing member. Maybe not one of the inner circle, but a part of a team. It was refreshing, interesting, as compared with the solo work she usually did in her training and consulting business.
“The least you could all do is introduce us properly.” Sophie had a plate of breakfast by now and she seated herself.
Brandon sat next to her, absently passing a plate of
David swept his arm out toward the course. “Let’s give it a try and take those spots where we run into them. I can give you the correct command if Atlas is looking like he’s up for the course.”
Good point. First step: see if the dog was actually willing. This entire exercise could end quickly if he only walked up to the first obstacle and sat there.
“All right. Let’s give this a try.”
Chapter Six
P lease tell me you’re not going to keep her here on a gorgeous Saturday while the rest of you all pretend it’s just another day of the week.”
Lyn looked up at the speaker, an extremely attractive Asian woman with way more energy than anyone ought to have at 0500 on a Saturday morning. Seriously, the woman literally exuded vitality.
“Sophie, we are holding no one hostage.” From his position behind the breakfast counter in the communal kitchen, Brandon poured a new cup of coffee. He added cream and sugar then held it out to her.
He was going to give her caffeine? Seemed like a questionable choice.
Lyn wasn’t a morning person by nature. Most of her clients preferred to meet at reasonable times in the morning, like nine or ten. However, Hope’s Crossing Kennels had a much more active routine than the average home owner. The trainers were up and beginning morning chores by 0500, as they put it. The early morning was filled with feeding, then basic obedience for the working canines and the boarded guest dogs. Later in the morning, people would begin arriving for obedience and agility classes with Alex while Brandon and David took the working canines through specialized training. The afternoon went along the same lines, with various dogs getting individualized attention. Evening saw people arriving for more classes into the night.
The trainers of Hope’s Crossing Kennels easily worked sixteen-hour days, with long breaks in the slow times of the afternoon to balance out their long hours.
Lyn’s involvement was solely regarding Atlas but she sure as hell wasn’t going to sleep in when David was up and getting started with the freaking dawn. What she hadn’t anticipated was how ragged she’d feel once the weekend hit and they were all still getting started right on time.
One never appreciated sleeping in on the weekends until one couldn’t. It’d been especially hard to climb out from under the comforters this morning. The guest bed was warm, cozy and comfortable. David’s bed.
Lyn took another sip of her own coffee. No good could come of her brain being allowed to continue half-asleep at this moment.
“You all may continue with your routine,” Sophie was saying, coffee mug in hand and a stolen piece of bacon in the other. “But your guest here might not know there are options for her. Like actually leaving kennel grounds and enjoying a day off.”
“We take days off.” Alex sat at the table across from Lyn and gave her a grin. She lifted her mug in acknowledgment.
Sophie scowled in his general direction.
David slid a plate of eggs sunny side up and bacon in front of Lyn and her attention snapped to the wonderful smell of breakfast. She lifted her fork. “Thank you.”
“No problem.” David was already digging into his own plate of food.
He’d been incredibly considerate through the entire week. Breakfast was always like this at the kennel. They ate together, went through the day’s schedule and any potential issues. Lyn was included as a contributing member. Maybe not one of the inner circle, but a part of a team. It was refreshing, interesting, as compared with the solo work she usually did in her training and consulting business.
“The least you could all do is introduce us properly.” Sophie had a plate of breakfast by now and she seated herself.
Brandon sat next to her, absently passing a plate of
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