Quick detail, just to let you know. This is Finn's collar.
This is a dogmatic headcollar, so she doesn't pull as hard, because we don't want to send poor Carl up a tree 🤭
Then this is her halti lead. Ignore the dog, in the background. It is invisible.
Basically with this lead, you clip it onto the chain at the bottom of the headcollar, and then you clip the other end, to the bigger ring, on the collar. Also, this chapter is going to kind of fail the storyline, but it is still similar enough. It's purely because of something that happens. On we go...
We had stood in that field for a while, before Rick headed for the gate, me dragging my paws behind me, my head down, and my ears back. I was still processing what I had been told, and that a future baby could be on the way.
I remember going into the tent, lying in the far corner, and shutting my eyes, letting sleep take me.
I woke up, when Rick did, and waited for him to get changed, before he did the zip. I trotted out happily, and sat by the toasty fire. Daryl was already sat, in a camping chair, just enjoying the peace while he could.
Rick sat down, in one of the camping chairs behind me. I stood up, and span round trying to get comfortable. I heard Daryl's voice, "Ya hungry?"
I stopped spinning, and tilted my head to the side, wagging my tail. "Ya hungry?" He teased. My tail wagged some more, and I let out a happy bark. "Is Finn hungry?" Daryl asked me.
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Finley -> Rick's Dog
Fanfiction"That dog is always staring at me man, wherever I go I'm telling you, it wants me dead" "Well THAT dog has plenty reason to be staring at you, and her names Finley, not Dog" A story about a bond between a man and his dog... When Rick Grimes falls in...