Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!
Miss Snow steps back, her eyes glinting with playful mischief as she clasps her hands together. “Let’s have some fun, pup,” she teases, her voice light but commanding. “Perform a trick for me, waffles—roll over!”
waffles lowers himself closer to the floor, his body still trembling from the edges. He rolls over clumsily, his paws flailing in the air, his front tail swinging with the movement, his fur ruffled from the effort.
Miss Snow claps her hands softly, her laughter bright and teasing. “Adogable,” she purrs, kneeling to ruffle his belly. “you’re such a silly little pup, waffles.” His wide eyes look up at her, pleading as she then:
waffles lowers himself closer to the floor, his body still trembling from the edges. He rolls over clumsily, his paws flailing in the air, his front tail swinging with the movement, his fur ruffled from the effort.
Miss Snow claps her hands softly, her laughter bright and teasing. “Adogable,” she purrs, kneeling to ruffle his belly. “you’re such a silly little pup, waffles.” His wide eyes look up at her, pleading as she then: