Plus One
I reply seriously but I'm joking.
She smiles. "Well, you being a dog person fits you because you're so hairy." Using her index finger she gestures to my legs, her brows narrowed.
"Oh shut up, and get this good boy a treat," I baby talk to Kota as I squish his face with the fuzzy yellow towel. His tail thumps along the tabletop in excitement, and it warms my heart. I don't know how I haven't stolen one of these adorable pups working here.
"Here," Quinn offers Kota a treat. He takes it, breaking it into a million pieces.