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Masque was rewarded with peals of babyish laughter as Saturday’s Sunrise squirmed. Their lips pulled into an easy smile as the baby eventually calmed and scooted closer again. She kissed the Caru’s nose, then lingered there at the end of Masquerade’s ruddy muzzle.

They went a little cross-eyed as they tried to meet the muzzy set of puppy blues. But they managed to stare into one another’s eyes for a beat before Masque lowered their head a little and pushed their nose gently against the puppy’s chest. They snuffled a bit, aiming to tickle again, this time their tongue flicking at a tiny armpit.