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The breedersTo the novice, one Dane looked pretty much like another. Interesting, Jason thought, interesting. "Well, my dear," Jason called her attention back to the business at hand, "Would you like to see how we train our dogs?" Carolyn looked up apprehensively. Jason smiled, enjoying her discomfort. He crooked a finger at the girl. "Come here." She walked slowly over to a tiled top counter where Jason Benson waited. He waited until she stood beside him, then reached below the counter into a small refrigerator and removed what looked like a baby bottle with a large old fashioned rubber nipple. He held it up for Carolyn to see. "This is one of our training aids… and a very effective one too, I might add," he said with the odd secretive smile he seemed to wear so frequently when he looked at her. Carolyn looked at the bottle. It seemed like a normal feeding bottle, but she felt he expected her to say something. "Do you bottle feed all your dogs? Don't the mothers feed them?" she asked. "Aaahhhh, but this is more than a bottle, my dear girl ...» |
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