When the box landed just in front of Angela, it suddenly moved. Amelia could tell whatever was inside was done hiding and was ready to get out.
"Here he is, our little guest," Angela unveiled the surprise, picking the tiny puppy to show them.
Immediately, the little doggie slightly barked, looking frightened by their presence. "This is Goliath." But when Angela cradled it in her arms, it went silent, seemingly comforted by the warmth of her body.
It looked so adorable that she also wanted to pet it. Amelia walked towards Angela and started running her hands on the dog's fur.
It was not much different from her earlier guess. It might not be a stray cat, but it was still a live pet.
"I am thinking of adopting him," Angela announced, enthusiastically looking at them, proudly showing off Goliath in her hands. "I think he would be good company for me. Or us when I am here." She added the last part as if asking for permission.
