White Dog shook her head and looked out of the window again. Then she hopped off of the Watching Chair and came back to perch on the arm of my chair. She laughed. "I thought I needed glasses for a minute," she said. "Everything seemed blurry."
Pearl and Sachi harrumphed. "It is obvious you do not appreciate our amazing Snoofer Art. And we thought you were an art lover."
White Dog smiled and calmly wrote on her memo list: Remind dad to wash front window.