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now. Yeah, big evil stare. “ G rrrr. ”
    Oh , he didn ' t get it. H e ' s patting my head. Jeez. “ Voof , voof , voof! ” Miss Golden Coat , please turn a round, just once, please. Come on Miss Poochy , do an old dog a favour and turn your lovely golden head just a little, mmm.
    O o oh , F risbee! Ben ' s getting out the Frisbee! Great! Maybe I can do some really cool running and jumping, and show her how athletic and doggy manly I am.
    Click goes the lead. I ' m free! Detached! Come on, Ben , hurry up , throw the damn Frisbee. Yikes! There it goes. I wasn ' t quite prepared for that...  hmph... run ... come on legs... hffff hffff hfff... here goes – I ' m jumping! Eeek! I t ' s quite high... higher than I thought! I s she looking? Looking? Ah , no... no oo! W here ' s she going ? Ack! Tree! Hump f !

Chapter 4
     
    “ Glen, Glen, are you ok ay, boy? ” cried Ben , running over to the furry golden heap on the ground. “ I ' m sorry I threw it so high. I thought you ' d get it. ”
    “ He almost made it, ” observed Josie, “ b ut then he lost concentration. ”
    Glen yelped and rolled over on his back, as if he ' d intended to do that all along.
    “ What do you mean ? ” asked Ben.
    Josie giggled. “ Didn ' t you see? ”
    “ See what? ”
    “ Y ou guys! You don ' t notice these things. He w as looking at that other dog – I guess she ' s a girl ! ” Josie pointed in the other direction, but the dog was now a speck in the distance.
    “ Really? ” asked Ben, surpris ed. “ I really didn ' t see that! Glen, you dirty old dog! ”
    They both started laughing and bent down to tickle Glen ' s belly. His big tongue rolled this way and that.
    How did she know , thought Glen ? How embarrassing! He thought it was his little secret. And he would have made that jump if only he ' d looked the other way and that tree hadn ' t got in the way!
    “ So what do you like doing, B en? ” as ked Josie. “ Or do? F or a living, I mean. ”
    “ What do you think? ”
    “ Well, it ' s going to be something different , I reckon... and creative, not in an office. ”
    Ben p ushed his hair behind his ears and grinned. “ Go on. ”
    Even Glen rolled over, interested.
    “ Er m , I reckon your job isn ' t your real ambition ' co s you seem a bit of a dreamer. I ' m guessing you work in a shop and do something else on the s ide... like being in a band? N ope , that ' s David. Maybe you write books or something? ”
    Ben grinned. “ Close, but no cigar – I work in a florist. I sort of half own it and I ' m half manager, and part-time I sort of do some ac ting. ”
    “ That ' s cool. ”
    “ It ' s n othing big, just an amateur dramatics thing, but we put on plays at the local theatre. You ' ll have to come and see us some time. We ' re rehearsing at the moment. ”
    “ I ' d like that. What ' s the play? ”
    “ N othing you will have heard of, ” said Ben. “ A fri end of mine wrote it. Your turn! ”
    Josie smiled. “ Y o u ha ve to try to guess too ! ”
    Ben thought for a moment. “ Right, I ' m thinking that you do something to do with nature or animals. ”
    “ Spot on ! ” replied Josie, patting Glen ' s head. His big dopey eyes stared up at her . “ How did you guess? I w ork on a magazine about animals and I write articles. And , in my s pare time, da , daa, I ' m a supe rhero! Just kidding! I work with deaf children and I know sign language! ”
    “ W ow! ” said Ben. “ Seriously, I ' m impressed. Y ou ' re doing something good and worthwhile, an d I ' m clipping droopy flowers. ”
    “ That ' s one way of looking at it, but I ' m sure you do some pretty amazing displays. ”
    “ Not bad, ” admitted Ben. “ And I get to meet a lot of husbands who are really sorry for something! ”
    “ I bet! ”
    Ben wondered if Josie had a boyfriend, but he daren ' t as k. T he timing wasn ' t righ t. She had only just moved in. Glen was looking at him quizzical ly with an odd look in his eyes . Must have