Elizabeth returned home, she carried the dog to the kitchen. She grabbed a towel and wet it down, cleaning his small paws of the mud on them. He wasn't a bad dog, just a nuisance sometimes. He put up with the cleaning wiggling his small body around and licking her fingers. He pushed his cold nose against the palm of her hand and she scratched his head softly.
Mary and Charles came into the kitchen and Elizabeth released the dog as he ran to excitedly yip at Mary. "Come to mummy," Mary said to the excited dog as she picked Fluffy up and slung him under her arm, he licked her fingers excitedly as she walked out of the room cooing at him.
Elizabeth moved to the washing her hands and rinsing out the small towel before hanging it up. She had eaten some bread a little earlier and no
