Ben jumped a little. Sometimes Bram was a little more energetic than Ben's wreck of a body could handle. There had been a time living among shouting children had been normal. He had carried around all these children on his shoulders and back, and he used to play wrestle with Tom and Simon when they were kids, and he had chased them more than once when they had done mischief. Bram had the misfortune (or fortune) of being the last of ten children. "Easy, Bram. You leave that pup where it is." It wasn't the first time Bram had attempted to bring home animals. Ben feared that one day he was going to stop killing fish and bring them home as pets instead.