"I think I could live here, if not for my family," Demelza admits, as she's always loved animals and in many cases she's loved them better than some people. There are exceptions, of course, there always are, but when she thinks of her father and men like George Warleggan, she finds she's bound to prefer animals each and every time. Animals have so little in the way of true cruelty. Any aggression they show is due to instinct and due out of some desire to hurt another person or ruin a man's life in the manner of which her father and George seem to exist. Even Francis can be forgiven, his harsh words for her said in a moment of deep anger and grief, but even so, she thinks she'd pick a dog over him, too.

"Sadie, do 'ee think you'll like to play with my Garrick?" she asks the dog, whose tail continues to sway back and forth. She doesn't wiggle quite like Garrick still sometimes does -- though he was more inclined to it as a pup -- but Demelza thinks that's a good thing. Perhaps some of her temperament might rub off on her beast, which would certainly please Ross.

Shifting around, Demelza reaches for a nearby ball, which seems to catch Sadie's interest and she smiles and then holds the ball out toward Greta. "Elise said even fetch could be considered a job, did she not? Perhaps you ought to test it out and see if she likes it."