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Eljay giggled as Peter abandoned whatever he'd been doing and came rushing to greet his babysitter. Eljay licked the top of Peter's head when he stood on his hind legs for a hug, his tail whirring because he was happy to see his little friend again, too. It was amazing to Eljay how these pups could be so happy. Eljay didn't remember much of the period when he was this age and he wondered if he had been this excited about everything, too. Probably not, he thought with a brief note of sadness before he focussed his attention back to the present and Peter.

"I'm happy to see you, too, Petey," Eljay said softly. When the mutual greetings ended, Eljay wondered what they could do. He'd intended to join in with whatever Peter was doing, but it turned out Peter just wanted to do something with Eljay. "Want to go hunting?" asked Eljay, deciding to combine his trades by trying to teach Peter a thing or two. He wasn't super good at hunting himself, but they could always practise. "Look, over there's a very dangerous and tasty stick we could catch." Eljay pointed a paw in the distance, hoping to catch Peter's attention and focus and making him excited for the game.