Macey
I was enjoying Olivia’s company when she stepped into the living room to check on her daughter. A moment later, she returned, laughing.
“So, is Mikey allowing the dog on the couch?” she asked.
“That hasn’t been discussed. Why do you ask?” I replied, curious.
“Well, the dog is on the couch with… you know what? Just come and look,” she said, gesturing for me to follow.
I couldn't help but laugh. “Alright,” I said, getting off my stool.
As we walked into the living room, I spotted Deidra sprawled across the couch, her little body draped over Rocky. I couldn't help but giggle at the sight. I turned to Olivia and said, “I guess she’s overcome her fear of dogs. Or at least big dogs.”
Olivia nodded. “Yeah, I guess so. Oh, I need to take a photo of this!” She dashed back to the kitche
