"Quit doing that, that is total blackmail! You know I can't resist that look." Janice glared whilst staring at Bessie who still had the 'puppy eyes' look on.
"Okay fine!" She huffed, then climbed down from the bed slowly. She waddled towards the closet and tossed her robe on.
"You know it's weird to see you talking to it. I mean, it can't understand whatever you say but you make it look like it does." Margie said whilst staring at the little creature that was sprawled beside the pillow.
Janice shrugged as she tied the belt of the robe around her, "I feel connected to it. Even though we can barely say a word to one another, I think we understand each other. Don't we Bessie?"
The puppy leapt on the bed, yapped, and wa
