"Alright alright you guys." Thackery laughed as he scattered the dogs and offered Summer his hand, with a smile on his face; He'd sheded his lab coat, and was in a plain tight flannel shirt that made him look a little like a lumberjack...but the woods were about six hours north. His pants clung to him, his jeans, and he looked more casual than ever. "Enough's enough." He laughed and smiled, "Need some help?" When he pulled her to her feet he motioned to the pups and asked, "Did you make up your mind? If not, we can hold them again for another night while you sleep on it?"