*Danika*
"Good morning, sir." I greeted Dr. Salem the next morning when he came to the nursery possibly for supervision.
I was sitting down with Theo, the difficult kid. He was as usual nestled in my arm on the mat, listening attentively to the storybook of why the frog jumps _which I distorted part of the story to make it look like it was because the frog was stubborn when Dr. Salem walked in.
"Good morning, Ms. Danika. It's nice to see you. Can I see you in my office, please?" he requested, his eyes skimming around the nursery which recently we have managed to rearrange to create more space for the new pups that keep coming in every day.
It appears the pack is presently experiencing expansion, with the birth of new pups. I stood, extracting a promise from Theo not to distur
