[Good, he won't have to clean up dogshit. Not that he smells it, but. Still. Jack grunts, continuing to pet whatever dog's in reach, or whatever one stirs for attention]
You should've been the farm boy. Got the knack for animals, anyway. [beat] Or just strays, I guess.
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You should've been the farm boy. Got the knack for animals, anyway. [beat] Or just strays, I guess.