Nova Peak merrily, merrily, merilly, merilly.

Whit laughed aloud as he rolled about in the hole his Aunt had dug for him. She was laughing along with him, which made him even happier. He liked making her laugh. He liked being the reason there was a smile on her face. He paused for a moment to watch her turn away, only to continue after a few seconds when she returned to drop his bone in beside him. He twisted his spine as he laid upon his back, trying to snatch his prize up in his jaws. He was distracted soon enough as flecks of dirt suddenly came raining down on him and he jerked about again to see his aunt flinging it at him with her paws.

Whit laughed again and wriggled to pull himself onto all fours, ready to pounce at her. Before he could, she was announcing that their job was done and that it was naptime. He gave her a pout and shook his coat good and hard to remove the dirt. Despite not really wanting the play to end, Whit snatched his bone up and waddled after her. Maybe he could coax her into another romp before he settled down to sleep. Or maybe they could just sleep... He did so love to cuddle. Okay, no romp, straight to napping. Whittier wagged his tail, happy now after only a few seconds of thinking through it that he was about to have naptime aunty snuggles.