When Terry mentioned food, the dog seemed to be very interested in the idea. Of course he would be! Terry chuckled, lifting the squirming dog a little more into his arms. "What can we feed you, hm?"
There wasn't any kibble out in the open, which would make sense - it was probably in a cupboard somewhere. Terry didn't feel comfortable in going through Tim's stuff and there was only a water bowl on the floor nearby. Hmmm.
"Why don't we go to the kitchens and see what kind of yummy things we can find for you?" Terry said, tickling one of the pug's ears. It really was the cutest little dog, and he could see why Tim would have him. "What's your name then? I bet it's something cute like fluffy," Terry said.