White Dog laughed, "It is almost as if she knew you were going to post about her siblings losing afternoon treat privileges today so she did something charming and goofy that would, as we say, change the written word."
After a couple of minutes of pushing her nose upward trying to lift the coffee table top, Bailey got up and put her head under the table. She directed Bella who by now clearly had no idea how to get out from under until our Tiny Dancer was in the middle of the room and free from impediment. Then in typical Bailey nurture mode she sat down next to her to keep her safe.
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