Temo rose part way up after the sneeze and snuffled a bit clearing his nose. That was not something he had expected to be the end result, but it was humorous anyways. He sat up all the way and found a rag on the bed side table to wipe the remains of the sneeze from the hairs on his muzzle as he watched the two pups deal with the aftermath in their own pup fashioned way.
He chuckled at his children as they acted like the young children that they were. It still felt like he was living in a dream. There was a time, not long ago, that he felt that there was no one for him. That it was his destiny to live out his life alone. To life a life wondering what it would be like to have someone to hold and cherish him. He still could not believe that he had found someone that not only wanted to be with him and spend the rest of their life with him, but also to have children with him.
If this was a dream, it was one dream that he hoped that he would never wake up from, was his last thought when Dalgina interrupted his thoughts. It took a moment for his brain to clear from the previous thoughts and on to the trip he was planning and that it was the said trip that Dalgina was asking about. Soon, there are a couple of things that need taking care of before we head out.
.temow b {font-weight:bold; color:#92bee1; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #3b4e5d; }
.temow p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;}
.temow {margin:0 auto; width:410px; background-color:#8295a4; background-image:url(http://i55.tinypic.com/iokt1z.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0f212b; padding: 210px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#33536c; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;}
.temow p b:before { content: open-quote; }
.temow p b:after {content: close-quote; }
</style>
[/html]