Pong & Ping. Mongrels. Keep together if possible.
‘Here they are,’ the man says. He lifts them bothout. Pong shufﬂes back towards the cage. Pingdoesn’t. He climbs all over us and is soft, and histail thumps against our legs and Theo says,‘I want this one.’‘What do you think, George?’ Dad says. And it’slike Ping knows I’ve been asked to make adecision about him. So he stops licking Theo’strousers, looks at me and blinks very slowly.Twice.So I say,‘I want him as well.’‘Ping it is then,’ Mum says. ‘Which is greatbecause Nana and Granddad want Pong.’The man from the Dog Rescue Centre smiles.
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