Routine Days
The days blended into a rhythm of routine and anticipation. I watched Daisy frolic with her puppies, the healthy, energetic ones bounding around with unbridled joy. Their vibrant playfulness stood in stark contrast to the quiet weight of my concerns. Between feedings, I kept a close watch on the peculiar puppy, searching for any signs or clues that might ease my unease. Yet, through it all, Daisy’s cheerful demeanor shone brightly, a comforting reminder that amidst the uncertainty, some aspects of life remained beautifully ordinary.
Routine Days
Solitary Puppy
Amid the lively chaos of playtime, the peculiar ‘puppy’ seemed to favor solitude, often curling up alone in a quiet corner. Daisy, ever the devoted mother, would gently nudge and circle it, her patience unwavering despite her evident confusion. Though it was healthy and thriving, its preference for isolation took even her by surprise. As I watched them together, I couldn’t shake the feeling of witnessing two separate worlds coexisting under the same roof.
Solitary Puppy
