That face was a quality dumb face. Zack laughed a little, idly dusting some snow from one of his bare arms.

"Puppies are going to be puppies, I guess," he offered. "If she does end up catching a cold, bring her in to the shelter. We've got vets there who can take a peek at her to make sure she'll be okay."

They were pretty good about that. And it wasn't like they charged the crazy prices you'd see on the mainland, either.