Linus looked like he knew Judge. He took out the dog bowl and placed it next to Sophia for her to put some meat in it.
Meanwhile, Judge had a voracious appetite and downed his food like a pig.
Sophia asked Cooper while eating, “Dad, can I have a husky too?”
Cooper was slightly disgusted by Judge’s behavior and thought that it would not be suitable for his special princess. However, since she fancied the husky, he figured that he would grant her wish. “Yes, you can. Once we return home, I’ll search for the best dog breed at its birthplace.”
When the dog heard that, it ran over and opened the door to leave—maybe it was his owner looking for him.
Sophia went outside to take a look. Since it was already dark, she could only see Judge’s tail wagging and a little kid next to it while they were leaving.
The little shoes that the little girl wore squeaked each time she took a step, making a delightful sound.
Her little figure seemed to have left a magical effect on Sophia and attracted her gaze. Sophia watched as the tiny figure left while listening to her squeaky shoes until she completely vanished from her sight.
The next day, Sophia did not head anywhere as the weather was unbearable for her. She found a recipe book somewhere in the villa with many recipes written for making sausages, braised meat, and pickled vegetables. She wanted to learn to cook all those a while ago so that she would not have to worry much about getting delicious food once she returned to Africa.
Linus mentioned that the book was given to him by his friend.
Judge visited again, walking around Sophia the moment it entered. On top of that, it sat on the couch, as though it was her pet from the beginning.
Sophia felt that she could have been good at cooking before she lost her memories as she had picked up the skill rather quickly. Within a short time, she was familiar with the skill and successfully made a few dishes the entire morning. While making the braised meat, she addressed Judge, “Judge the doggie, didn’t you head to work today?”
Judge replied, “Woof!”
When it was almost time for lunch, a voice that sounded like wind chimes rang again. “Judgey!”
Judge, who sat on the couch watching the television, immediately left. Upon hearing that, Sophia walked out from the kitchen as she wiped her hands. “Judge, why don’t you have some lunch before leaving?”
She wanted to head outside and see who was calling for Judge. However, after she remembered that she looked awful, she only went outside after she wore a face mask. After she exited, she merely saw a series of cute footsteps in the snow with the dog’s paw print next to it. By that point, both Judge and its owner were nowhere to be seen.
Sophia lowered her head and surveyed the ground—the series of footsteps had little bears in them. There might be bears imprinted on the sole of her little shoes since it showed up in her shoe prints.
Sophia tilted her head to look at the ground in interest. Judge’s little owner must be a cute little girl!
At around three or four in the afternoon, Judge returned, but it wore a pink hoodie with a hairband of the same color on its head. Two pink circles were drawn around its eyes, making the dog look like a mess. It immediately removed the hoodie the moment it entered and rolled on the ground, as if protesting that it did not like how it was dressed.
While stroking its head, Sophia smiled. “No wonder you like going outside. You don’t like to take care of kids back home!”
Judge was angered and thought, Indeed! Otherwise, why would I be at the pet store at work? I just don’t want to babysit kids back home! Sophia, you are such a jerk! Take care of your own kid! I’m a good, pampered dog yet I’m now a babysitter. I would rather wake up earlier to head to work instead of taking care of kids! However, even the pet store is closed!
Aoooooo! Aooooo! Aoooooo!
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