Barry gently extracts himself from the puppy pile and starts running around and around the shelves getting the puppies to follow him in a yipping tumbling mess. He stops running in front of the Cat, but the puppies keep running around and around without Barry to chase. "That should keep them busy for a while," he says grinning. He waves at the black and white puppy"Hey there little guy." The puppy barks a hello and nose bumps Barry's leg.

"I think I might be," he says.