Tyson was woken abruptly from his nap on the grass near the river by a wet snout! The dog was tall, on four legs it could extend it's snout to reach Tyson's elbow. It's fur was short and light wheaten in colour. Along its back, a ridge of fur ran in the opposite direction from between its shoulders to its tail. The dog circled Tyson, rubbing its snout against the backs of his knees and then licking the tips of his fingers before returning to her owners side. The girl said something in a foreign language that Tyson didn't understand and the dog sat obediently.
The dog's owner smiled, her expression familiar and warm. "Hello, Tyson. I missed you."
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