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    "He has a name. It's Dog."
    "What kind of name is that? He needs a majestic name, something that tells of his heritage." She scowled at me some more.
    "But he answers to Dog."
    "Well of course he does. You would too, if that's all anyone ever called you." She turned to baby talk Dog some more, and of course he nuzzled up close, giving me his big toothy dog grin.
    Bastard loved me getting scolded. "Guess I could call him Pup."
    The woman actually bared her teeth at me. "Oh, go behind the counter there and get yourself a slice of pie and let me think." She sat down on the floor, cross-legged, and chatted with Dog like he knew what she was saying.
    And I had to admit, the motherfucker was smart. He always seemed to understand everything I said, too. Pie sounded like a good idea, so rather than argue, I followed orders and watched.
    "Hmm. You look like a warrior. Samurai would be a good name for you. Do you like that?" Dog tilted his head and grinned some more. "Oh, you do, hmm? Okay, so Samurai it is. And your lazy person over there can call you Sam if he can't say it. That work for you?"
    He barked. Well, as close to a bark as I'd ever heard from him. Bastard was practically silent, except for low growls and huffs. The low, short bark he gave the woman sounded like he was holding a conversation with her.
    "Well, good, that's decided then. I'll explain it to him." She ruffled his fur, gave him a treat, and got up.
    Dog fucking stood there and wagged like a fool.
    "Well, you heard all that. He wants his name to be Samurai." She went back around the counter.
    "I guess I did." I finished my pie. "So what, you're a dog whisperer, or something?"
    She smiled. "No, I just happen to like and respect them. They know that."
    I stocked up on a few snacks for the road, and Dog/Samurai and I got back in the truck and headed north.

5
    Fabi o( Cale b )
    I kept driving, listening to local news reports on the radio. If anyone suspected my involvement in the death of whoever's body I left back there in a small clearing, nothing about it came over the air. Hell, I had no idea if the body had even been discovered yet. I hoped so. No one deserved to be left like that. I couldn't afford to get bogged down in a murder investigation, though, so there had been no choice.
    After a quick stop at an outdoors supply store to replace my ruined tent, Samurai and I stopped for the night at a small 'primitive' camping area at a State Park. At least, with other campers around, maybe no dead people would turn up at my tent flap.
    We got set up and ate dinner, then took a stroll around the campground, and a short hike along a trail that appeared to be used regularly for horses, too. Samurai showed interest in everything, as usual, but in that quiet, dignified manner he always maintained.
    The area was pretty active, with several families camped at the far end. For half a minute, I considered leashing Samurai, then discarded the idea. His training and manners were beyond reproach, and I had absolute confidence in my control. My hand signal was more effective with him than a leash and choker on most dogs.
    Instead of quieting down for the evening, two of the families gathered around a fire to make s'mores and tell stories. Normally, I would have already stretched out in my tent by that time, but the thought of sleeping while people nearby were awake made me itch. So I sat up by my fire and talked to Samurai.
    The families eventually tucked their kids in for the night, and the parents had a few beers by the fire. A while later, the two men got up and headed my way.
    I tensed, prepared for trouble, but stayed seated on my log. Beside me, Samurai's muscles tightened under all that fur, leaving no doubt in my mind he would respond if they started anything.
    "Hey, man, noticed over here by yourself, thought we'd see if you wanted to join us for a beer or two." The taller of the two stopped across the fire from me, while the other ranged a bit to the side.
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