It took a few moments for Dixie to realize that she’d spoken too fast and in too many words for the youngster to understand. She was always forgetting that the Vilhelmsen family wasn’t native to English speaking, and that the puppy was still having a hard time. Whining softly in apology, the fluffy white woman crawled closer and nuzzled the pup’s side gently, taking in her scent and storing it away in her memory. Adelle smelled good, young and healthy, and it made Dixie smile once again.
Nodding her head in the direction of the mouse hole, she pawed at the ground softly and then dropped her head on the ground and pretended to fall asleep. Shhhh…wait. Mouse come out. Watcihng the girl’s face, she waited to see if her slower, less wordy explanation would make any sense at all. If not, then she’d just sit with the pup and let her figure it out for herself, possibly help with the catch if it was needed. Honestly, the girl could totally go for a snack, as the shifting had burned quite a bit of energy. Perhaps a few mice or other small rodent like animals would help fill her tummy until she joined Wayne for dinner.
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