You and Luke were taking a much needed, relaxing walk in the park. He brought his German Shepherd, Roxy, and let her off her leash, so that she could run around on the grass. She was running around, while you both watched with amusement as she almost swept people off of their feet.

After a few minutes, Luke called her back over for some water. After all, it was a hot day and she has a thick coat of fur, “Roxy, come here! Water!” he called, whistling a few times to get her full attention, which evidently made you laugh. She happily trotted back over and started to drink from the water bowl Luke had brought. She drank for a few moments, before lifting her nose from the bowl and walking next to you and Luke.

You and Luke kept walking, Roxy glued to his side, until she jumped in front of you snd started pawing at your leg, causing you to stop walking. You were about to ask what was wrong, when you noticed the pile of broken glass that you were about to step on. You sighed in relief and crouched to her level, ruffling her fur and praising her. Luke saw the glass too and gently scratched her head, “Good girl, Roxy, good girl…”