"Go on, go to the bathroom." I loop back into the house.
Orion disappears for awhile.
I hear the leash brush against the wood porch. I peer around the corner and his yellow head glows in the porch light and he has a bone tucked in his cheek.
"I thought you buried that out there. Glad to see you found it!"
In Orion waltzes with a dirty raw hide bone happily poised in his mouth.