Lost Creek Hollow It doesn't compare

She trotted the rest of the way, and used rear paws to push up to touch father's nose with soft happiness in her eye. 

Papa!

When she settled back to her four paws, she leaned against his leg. She heard the warning in his voice and largely ignored it. She looked up at him with adoring eyes. 

She flapped a too large paw. Too much noise, to many brothers and sisters. She didn't realize fully that they weren't really siblings. Puppies her mother was feeding to her, more siblings. It was just the way. Though the littlest ones were cute.