"Alright, that should do it."

As the nanny began to brush the dog's fur, it was the closest she had ever been to Fitch, her hands trembling slightly with

nervousness.

Ozzy was still a pup, so grooming him didn't take long.

Once Ozzy was brushed and looking sharp, Fitch scooped him up, intending to attach his new dog tag. But the tag was too heavy

for the little guy; it would just get in the way when he walked.

With a casual toss, Fitch placed the tag in a corner of the bedroom and set Ozzy down on the floor.

In the middle of the night, Fitch was awakened by Ozzy's whimpers. Flicking on the bedside lamp, he saw the puppy curled up

under the bed, not in his cozy little bed.

Worried, Fitch picked up Ozzy and gave him a gentle shake. The puppy didn't open his eyes or respond.

Panicked, Fitch dialed the vet, asking for an immediate house call. But then, thinking better of it, he started throwing on his trench

coat.

"I'll cover. Meetat the clinic; we've got all the meds there."

He draped his coat over his pajamas, wrapped Ozzy in a nearby scarf, and rushed out to his car.

Driving himself, Fitch reached the clinic in ten minutes. He strode in, holding Ozzy close, a grim look on his face.

After the vet had checked the little dog, poking and prodding, he cto a conclusion.

Haskins, Ozzy might just

near-drowning incident had left Ozzy with restless

black pajamas and overcoat. Fitch was known

look was a shock

stare, they handed

need sleep and, just like humans, they dream. A little

at Ozzy now back to normal, he couldn't

"Thank you," he said.

walked out of

his car, the gossip

cold-hearted? Look how he rushed for his little mutt. Seems pretty

the Haskins family tender? Do you know how young he was when he

under his thumb."

love pets

from someone he likes. Heartless to others, different to someone special.

we even know who he

"No idea."

gossip went round in circles, but no one knew who

Fitch was driving back home, with Ozzy comfortably asleep on the passenger

bedroom, Fitch gently placed Ozzy into the bedside dog

watched him for a moment, unsure of what he

wasn't his first bout of insomnia, but he couldn't pinpoint the reason for

of the night, an itch deep in his bones jolting

the pain and itching causing

sofa, his

rang.

on Patric. He's been seen near the fight club

"You sure?"

around a cigarette, her face smirking. "Doubting my skills? I'm surprised he showed up in North

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