At the pet hospital.
Alex brought the wolfdog out. Previously, the wolfdog had been poisoned. It was thin and its fur was dim. It could not even stand up. After a few days of hospital treatment, it had recovered. Although it still looked very thin, it was much more energetic.
When they returned to the Walton residence, Mrs. Walton was coming out of the sunroom with a pot of flowers. When she saw that Amelia had brought back another dog, she asked in surprise, "Is this the wolfdog you mentioned previously?"
Amelia held the leash and nodded. "Yes, Grandma, can I keep him?" They already had a cat and a dog at home. She wasn't sure if her grandmother would agree. If she didn't, she would ask her father to bring him back to the Burtons' house.
Mrs. Walton nodded and said, "Sure, but…"
Amelia's stomach tightened.
Mrs. Walton looked at the wolfdog. It was so big, but it was too thin.
