White Dog let out a single "woof!" and Quinn was at the front door looking surprised and tail-waggingly happy. Like a mirage shimmering on the other side of the glass panes stood The White Dog of Love, the very beautiful in her pink and purple sweater, Daisy Mae! The Other White Dog tore his eyes off our entry to give me a "Why Didn't You Warn Me?" look and before I could answer, TOWD felt the heat of the poodle's breath on his face as she nuzzled his ear. He turned and she touched his nose...which sent him self-consciously scampering for the dogdoor.
The shy boy was gone long enough for Daisy and her mom to great White Dog, Nuka (who has a matching sweater!), Puff and the humans. They graciously distributed new squeaky gifts to our girls. Then Daisy Mae arranged herself seductively with a special gift for The Mighty Quinn. (The shot is a bit blurry because the Love Goddess kept turning to see if her Stud Muffin was coming).
When he finally came back in, he pulled up short at the sight and gasped in awe. Not only had the lovely lady brought a sweet dreams pillow but she knew to add the special touch of nomming it wet with her saliva first...what a gal!