Zsofia was stalking something and WD was prepared to dash through the dog door barking if it was a helpless creature like a baby bird.
I stood and took the two steps toward the glass. "Zso, bring it!" I laughed. She pounced and in a single movement lifted up her prize and zoomed into the room. She dropped it next to the bed on the mat.
I put my arm around White Dog and bent down to stroke Zsofia's ears. "Safe from killer bees! Thanks, Zso." To WD: "It is never easy for the Queen to know what each of the Army is doing."
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