April 13, 2017

White Dog came back into the office and looked around. "We need a bigger space momma," she complained. "There is hardly room to stretch out and supervise."

"Sweet Love," I swiveled my chair a bit so she could tuck in against my left foot, "I love these times best. When the Army is bivouacked around Dad and I working. We could fit EVERY pup but some of your siblings, like YoYoMa and Benson and Pearl and Trixie get uneasy if we are all too close. You COULD go nap on the momma chair."

WD snuggled her chin on my foot. "Nope, THIS is where I want to be...crowd and all."

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