I picked up the brush from the cart next to me. "Opal? Of course I would love to brush you! You only ever have to ask. I know you are my best girl when it comes to grooming and your furs are always knot-free and soft as a result. Besides, I love running my hand over you."
I could hear her little grunts of satisfaction and her eyes were closed in bliss as I brushed. She turned this way and that so I would not miss any spots before moving closer and coming to rest against my legs with her head in my hands. We leaned together for a long time.
Then she looked at White Dog. "Next?" I asked the sleeping leader of the Army. "How about you?" I teased Bailey who had quietly come in while we were in the throes of good hygiene practices but she tightly closed her eyes and pretended she, too, was sound asleep.
I kissed Opal's forehead. "You look marvelous, Sweet One. Go show dad."
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So sweet. Opal, you are such a good girl.
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