Two dogs we live with. The first is Floss. Her favorite place is by a pond. She cannot count. She thinks there is one of us, and that we move really quickly and can be in more than one place at a time. She speaks in words of one syllable. When Floss came to live with us she chased cats. Now she stares rudely at Martha, and sometimes smiles at us, but we have taught her manners.
The second is Bella, who is kind and who Pixie loves. She likes to make sure that Pixie is clean and when we were little she let us use her as a cushion.