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Plymouth Morgan took the whistle between his palms and took a LONG MOMENT to appreciate the gift. GIFT. He was, without question, the happiest man!boy in the entire world in that moment. With a WHOLE lot of pride, Plymouth slid the whistle's strap over his head so it could rest around his neck.
With his chest puffed out, Plymouth finally got a LOOK at his new little 'Claw buddy. "You're in good hands, Tibster. Plymmy," Plymouth pointed to himself, "will take GOOD care of you."
Probably. He put the whistle into his mouth - so it wouldn't get hung in his vest, obviously, as he strapped the vest and harness on.
"Watch me. Do it like this." Plymouth was a pro at getting strapped in, "hehe. Got it?" |