April 5, 2020

White Dog shifted and stretched out on her bed. "A little more room to move with the rotation of supervisors," she laughed. Pearl moved from sharing WD's space to the burgundy dog sofa. They were in the office with Steve.

 Opal came in and got comfy in Zsofia's big open crate. "I am your evening supervisor, momma," she said. "It is much less crowded in here than in the office with dad."