Sam nods, still looking it over. Really, it's probably one of the best jobs he's ever seen. Which makes sense, considering who did it.

He follows up to the door, then takes a step back to avoid being bowled over. Then he crouches down, rubbing his fingers over the head of the bulldog pup. And immediately getting licked by the golden retriever. "Hey, hey! Not in the face, dude!" But he's grinning, so he can't be taking it that badly.