Good Girl in public

We were traveling and had stopped at a convenience store. My Master had given me some instruction. (I can’t remember what it was now. Perhaps it was to take the change that the cashier handed over.) My Master led the way to the door and just before we got to the door, he said loudly, “Good girl!” and patted me on the head. That really puts me in a place. I like that place.

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