"They are hanging out on the second floor balconies," I said, "and one of them sounds like a puppy. I think dad met the humans but not the four-leggeds."
"Well Roman, Opal, Bailey and Zsofia have gone out back several times and woofed introductions." White Dog filled me in. "but I am not sure with the trees leafing out that anyone has clearly SEEN them Opal has been watching at the side window in case they go out for walkies or to the car; no luck yet."
"Maybe this weekend you and dad can go over bearing some peanut butter treats for the pups as sort of a welcome, then you could get the whole scoop."