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Arnette decided to check out the stables on her own today, even though papa told her not to… but she was a puppy and mischief was her job, she had to keep her papa on the go. She’d found it rather boring without him though as he couldn’t pick her up to say hi to the horses, and she couldn’t reach them… over or under their stalls, so she decided to check out other spots, and soon found herself outside facing… well they weren’t horses… though they were bigger than she was, they were not much bigger, and they were stranger too, they looked like a bunch of pillows. She had not noticed the wolf dog in the mix though, so she ignored her entirely.
Well you guys are ready for snow!! You look like it
She said, giggling at her own joke. She didn’t expect any of them to answer, as they looked like the type of animals who didn’t speak the language that the wolves did. She moved around, sniffing and wagging her tail, being part of a herding animal herself she was focused on the herd of sheep, though she thought it was silly to chase them… though it would be a funny sight for her to see, she just didn’t know where to chase them to. So she sat, thinking, what were these things and what purpose did they have here? In the area where the horses normally were? Why did they have such fluffy coats, what was that sound they made… baaa? Was that the way they talked, so many questions for the little girl, and yet, they were just too alien for her to really understand at the moment. So she stared…and stared, still not seeing the canine in the mix of them all.
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