XII. Planes of Existence
The old indian appeared to be a real expert in the craft, and she was a good and patient teacher. after quite some hard work, i had finally finished the onesie for milo. i hoped it would fit him.
XI. Foreshadowing
_As told by Milo_ There are days on which I miss being a puppy, because I have no time to regress. On other occasions, I just don't feel like it, because it's a feeling that can come and go. The worst option is when I know playing puppy would do me...
IV. This is it
The old indian drunk some of her tea, then slowly put her mug down. "you seem worried about something. don't be afraid, you can tell me."
I. Give me a break
Besides, if you'd spend your spring break here, i'm fairly sure that a certain hare indian is going to miss you."_ _ i chuckled at his suggestion. "i bet he will.
V. But wait, there's more!
The old indian's ears perked up. "interesting saying. how does that work between you and milo?" "well, like i said, we haven't exactly, y'know... but i _love_ waking up next to him.
III. Two's a company
Luckily, i knew that only milo's _mother_was a hare indian. last names are passed on by species rather than by gender, so he must have inherited that from her.
VI. A present for the future
The old indian slowly wagged her tail. despite the 'hobby' milo and i shared, she appeared to be interested in helping me out. this was turning out a lot better than i had expected.
XVI. The morning after
_As told by Milo_ Finally. The first birthday in ten years I had enjoyed. Nina really outdid herself, and I had apologized once more for being angry with her for exposing my secret. Even though my grandmother was not used to Nina and me playing...
XV. Three's a crowd
Acting like the good puppies we are, we did like the old indian asked. i perked up my eyes a little more and tried my best to listen to her movements.
VII. Echoes
Larkin _hare indian dog_ \* 1644-03-15 † 1682-05-29 _"in life and death,_ _we are inseparable."_ staring at my paws, i could no longer contain myself.
II. It's all relative
**II. It's all relative** _As told by Nina_ Initially, I felt the need to stall during the after-breakfast cleanup. After all, as soon as we had finished that chore, I would undeniably have to be a big girl again, but I did not want to. There is...
XIV. Surprise
You know you can trust me," the old indian reassured. "i thought she was, y'know, seeing someone else." his words sounded like he felt hurt, but at the same time, they were cutting _me_ as well.