[Clarence rolls his eyes, shifting his weight to handle Cheddar pressing up against Elliott's hand. Once the cat had his fill, he placed Cheddar down and clipped the lead to his harness, then Clarence straightened, resettling the light backpack over his shoulder.]
C'mon. Let's walk a bit.
[As they made their way down into the sand, he glanced sideways at his friend.]
Is there some reason you're so in need to get out? Seasonal depression hitting already?
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C'mon. Let's walk a bit.
[As they made their way down into the sand, he glanced sideways at his friend.]
Is there some reason you're so in need to get out? Seasonal depression hitting already?