[ There is a barking sound - something almost like she's laughing in acknowledgement to his frustration. Flicking her short mane of fur out with a step back, tossing her head up and down.
But with it, she turns and walks herself over to the door - he'll finish the washing up soon, and until then, she lays down by the doorframe, dropping her head onto the floor, watching and waiting for him. ]
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But with it, she turns and walks herself over to the door - he'll finish the washing up soon, and until then, she lays down by the doorframe, dropping her head onto the floor, watching and waiting for him. ]