"Stop digging under the fence," says Jack, who waits patiently nearby. "Remember the last time?" "We were quarantined for fourteen days and without dog treats for seven."
They hear a giggle.
Olivia walks up to her beloved animals, a twinkle in her eye. "I see you're ready for your morning walk."
Gently, she fits each one with a mask, attaches a leash, and leads them out of the yard.
Bailey whines. His nose is itchy. He needs someone to scratch it.