Can I help you?
Steve had just gotten home. His dog, a gold lab named Peggy met him at the door. He walked in, took of his pistol belt and tactical vest and hung these up on their respective hooks right inside his bedroom. Peggy followed him back out to the kitchen.
“How was your day, girl?” he scratched behind her ear and gave her a treat. He then walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water and went into the living room. On his way there however, someone knocked on his door. This stopped him dead in his tracks.
“No one comes up here, wonder who that is, hmm?” he looked down at Peggy and then back to the door. On his way there he picked up his pistol from the desk. He walked up next to the door.
“Can I help you?” he shouted?
