Thor felt an instant bond with the dog who managed to trust him so quickly, and the look on Valkyrie's face left no doubt in his mind that they were charged with the solemn duty to change Lucky's fortunes.
He watched as another dog made a bid for their attention. They both appeared sweet and docile, but he wanted to be sure before they made a decision. He stood up and glanced around, looking for the attendant, then waving them over.
"Can you tell me if these two dogs are tolerant of other dogs? If we were to house them together, would they get along? Or would they battle?" he asked.
The young man had a clipboard and flipped through several pages. "Uhh, Lucky is... okay with other dogs," he said, then flipped the page. "Oh... it looks like they were actually brought in together, these two. They get along fine."
Thor looked to Valkyrie. He was worried that if they looked further, they would need to take more than two, and there might yet be a rule prohibiting them from having any dogs. "I say we take these two. Do you agree?" he asked.