I run in the house and make a bee-line for Mom. She’s standing in the middle of the room and I almost knock her over in my enthusiasm. She laughs, which encourages me to jump up and lap my tongue against her face.
I plop down and glance back up just to make sure she isn’t really mad. It’s then I notice the smell. It’s the woods, but it’s in the house. I glance up at Mom and turn my head to the side, confused.
“What is it, Sammy?”
I start following the smell and finally find it. What are the woods doing in the house?
“It’s the Christmas tree. What do you think, girl?”
I sniff and continue moving closer and closer. I try to resist, but honestly, the humans must know what happens in the woods. My leg lifts.
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