October 18, 2021

White Dog tilted her head almost upside-down. "Opal, what have you been up to that has left your neck so dirty?"

I looked over. "It seems you have been rolling in the yard, eh? Are you a stinky white dog as well as one in need of a bath?"

Opal turned and tucked her chin against her chest. "I think you are just seeing shadows, momma. And dad calls me his Sweet Pea so no icky smells around me!"

"Come here and let me hold you and look," I said. "Um, sure, but give me a minute to take care of business. I will be back in soon."