[Jack nodded mutely and moved over to set the bigger bowl down where Roxy could easily access it, letting her have a meal and the treat that he had mixed in. He had given her more fish since she had been working hard lately, and the roads were getting muddy from day thaw.
He returned with the smaller bowl and held it out for the chick to potentially dive into. It seemed hesitant to leave the warmth of Gabe's hands and tried to peck at the rim of the bowl.]
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He returned with the smaller bowl and held it out for the chick to potentially dive into. It seemed hesitant to leave the warmth of Gabe's hands and tried to peck at the rim of the bowl.]
Why don't you hand feed it? Just met you and all.