"If you didn't open your mouth while I was washing it, you wouldn't have to taste the towel, you know." She laughed at the sound and the face he made. Once he was relatively clean, she swung him around and held him upside down as she carried him into the living room.

In the living room, she put him down carefully on the couch and kissed his forehead. "Get comfy. I'll find our cartoon."

She smiled and wandered over to the stack of movies left laying around the television. She'd have to remember to clean these up before a certain puppy she knew decided to have a snack.