Sherlock began to carry on again, barking like mad at this other boy. "Dangit, Sherlock! Sit!" The dog looked at his owner and fell silent and did so. "So much for a nice quiet morning..." she muttered, skating away from the the two. She stopped in the midle of the pond and rolled up the sleeve of her jacket, looking at her watch and then rolled her sleeve back down. "Great." She glided over to the edge again towards her dog. "Sherlock, get your leash," she told him, pointing to where she had laid it and the dog did so, carrying it back to her while she was slipping back into her boots, slinging the ice skates over her shoulder and holding them by the laces. She knealt down and clipped the leash to the dog's collar and began to walk him back towards the sidewalk. "C'mon boy, or else I'm gonna get in even more trouble than I'm already in..." she muttered.
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