OPEN: Rafa and/or Santi?
He had put the yappies away, and now it was just Chelo at the fair. It was kind of a relief to be there without having to worry about whether his charges might cause a stir, though he thought they had done pretty well. They'd barked and panted and fussed, but they hadn't been as aggressive as he knew they could be. Maybe his efforts to bring them among people were finally starting to pan out. Maybe. Or maybe their tiny brains were so overwhelmed, they just were in some kind of shock and didn't have the brain power to spare for violence.
Chelo was going to mark it as a win either way.
But for now, he was going to enjoy just being out among the crowds. He thought he spotted a familiar and very welcome head a few people away and lifted an arm, "Hey! Over here!"