Neighbours-Also Rambo has a dog. Idc, that man need a dog. Fight me

A dog trotted up to him, a stray he had taken in some time ago. Rambo crouched down, ruffling the thick fur around its neck. "Looks like another slow day," he muttered, more to himself than to the dog.

And that was fine.

He took another sip of coffee, watching as the morning unfolded with the simplicity of a life he had finally learned to live.