Whitefish River And you know you're never sure, but you're sure you could be right

Acheron was unimpressed with that answer. When he wanted something, it was hard to dissuade him. He stared at the giant man for a few moments, his expression serious as he considered what to do. Then he trotted over to the tree and placed his tiny front paws on the trunk and proceeded to jump up and down against the tree. He would catch that toy and he would do whatever this climbing was. Maybe the big man couldn't do it, but Acheron wasn't that much bigger than the toy. Over and over he jumped until he tripped on one of the roots and fell back on his hind end with a thud. The freckled pup sat there stunned for a few minutes before getting back to his feet. He looked to the giant again. Evegeen, I almost climbed, he said, his eyebrows lifting in surprise at his own accomplishment.