White Dog hopped up on the chair and looked for herself. She turned to me. "Sorry, momma, but Bella is right. He IS coming up the drive. He is juggling a bunch of stuff and looks confused but HE'S BACK!"
Bella said, "I will forgive your not listening in exchange for a treat." "I am sorry, Sweet Girl, for not believing, but I am not subject to blackmail" "PLEEEEZEEEE!" "Or whining."
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