“Anyways,” I bring her hand to Shade’s snout, “Max, meet Shade. Shade, Max. He already has your scent, but now confirmation of your presence is just as essential.” She’s probably as stiff as I’ve ever felt her, but I hear her take a deep breath, and release it slowly. “Hi Shade.” I let her go, and she opens up her palm, allowing for him to rub his wet nose against her. “He likes you,” I comment while standing, I don’t pet Shade, because he isn’t
