Sleepy Fox Hollow entdeckung

Emmerich did not need an invitation to follow after his father. He did so because it was what he wanted. Besides, Mahler had not ventured too far. The boy had already seen the outside of their family den. The world seemed to stretch on and on. He would never know it’s vastness. What little adventure he got was welcome, though. 

Paws plopped heavily as Emmerich trotted toward his old man. The young puppy yapped out in a noisy hello. He bounded forward and plopped his rear right at Mahler’s paws. Then he gazed up at the underside of his dad’s chin until his eye was met. Only then would he yap again.