Around here, nights are for winding down.
Reflecting.
Or so we think...
Even when we think all is quiet...
is it so?
Enter Broccoli.
Since early summer, he has been transitioning from a sled dog,
to a house dog. (Click to read his story.)
Broccoli has been doing so well, that he has been left loose overnight,
to sleep in his own dog house.
This was fine until the 3rd night.
Then...
Something happened.
On the third morning, Broccoli had company in his dog house.
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