White Dog rested all day and tonight I fear she will expect playtime while we attempt to sleep.
She looks up innocently from her chewing when I beseech her to let Steve get some rest this night.
I can't bear the notion of turning her into a liar by making her promise what she cannot guarantee. So, I sigh and resign myself as White Dog silently resumes her purloined rawhide snack.
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