White Dog walked around and then looked at Steve. "It is like momma has an armored vehicle now," she said referring to my wheeled computer cart.
The new speakers had arrived to replace the ones that Bella disabled by chewing through the connecting cables. The fencing was Steve's attempt to protect my equipment and more important, keep Bella from accidently zapping herself.
"Impressive," Bailey said coming in to view the work. "But let me just remind you that we are White Dogs and when there is a will there is a way."
Bella poked her head out from under the chair and smiled.
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