oh, oh no it’s okay to ask that… *he makes his way to a hat rack by the door and pulls down a purple leash. Roxy races up to him and does an odd little skittery dance in joy as he kneels down to connect it to her collar* i’m only 29. n-next year is the big 30…
*collar on, Roxy begins to pull him towards the door, tiny tail wagging*
“Oh wow, you’re my age now,” she responded, bending near Roxy to offer her a treat. “Guess we’ll sort of be celebrating the 30 milestone together somewhat.” She giggled, wagging the treat to Roxy. “Here you go sweetie. I got this for you. I hope you like it.”
*Roxy’s brown eyes lit up and she slobbered over the treat hungrily, smacking her chops together as she did*
r-really? when, when’s your birthday, katelynn?
Jack Maple 