It was some sight to take in, that was for sure. Between the little satellite-topped umbrella and the dog who'd apparently worked out how to play fetch with itself, Sam almost didn't know, stumbling upon the pair as he wandered down the beach, which to pay attention to first. The stick landing near his feet decided that for him pretty quickly, though, and he wasn't going to object. While he was beginning to think more and more these days that something was trying to make him miss his own dog, he couldn't mind that too much when the island was host to a ridiculous number of adorable pets, this one included.
"Here, boy, you wanna play?" he asked, grinning, before he picked up the stick and gave it a good, long toss, then wandered over to the girl at the computer. Tempting as it was to find out what she was doing — God, it had been ages since he'd even had a computer in his hands, let alone accomplished anything with one — he didn't yet try to look, instead just raising his eyebrows as he looked down at her. "He yours?"
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Date: 2011-08-26 03:08 am (UTC)"Here, boy, you wanna play?" he asked, grinning, before he picked up the stick and gave it a good, long toss, then wandered over to the girl at the computer. Tempting as it was to find out what she was doing — God, it had been ages since he'd even had a computer in his hands, let alone accomplished anything with one — he didn't yet try to look, instead just raising his eyebrows as he looked down at her. "He yours?"