Holding a handbag that's comically disproportionate to her height in one hand, and a dog leash in the other, Candy roamed each floor of the office building with clear intent.
The employees watched Candy and Little Grey hunt for snacks, but no one was surprised—it wasn't the first time, after all.
Besides, no one dared to say anything, nor had any reason to, since the whole company belonged to her family, not to mention the snacks were free.
After eating a sausage, Little Grey felt rejuvenated and wagged his tail enthusiastically.
Strolling was its expertise, after all.
"Let's go, next stop."
Candy casually picked up the sausage wrapper from the ground and tossed it into the trash bin, leading Little Grey to the next floor.
More accurately, it was Little Grey running ahead pulling Candy along.
In less than half an hour, Candy returned to the 26th floor with a full load.
By this time, Candy had untied Little Grey's leash and was struggling to carry the bag with both hands.
