Nomad whimpered from his corner of the kitchen, attracting her attention and Shirley smiled over at him, remembering her unnecessary shortness with him moments before. He was such a sensitive animal. His big brown eyes seemed to be pleading with her for just one kind word, his beautiful ears like regal spires on a crown.

"Oh, come here, baby… Shirley's sorry," the curvaceous, long-haired girl half-whispered, dropping onto her lushly rounded haunches as he quickly trotted toward her and she took his handsome head between small, slender hands. "She didn't mean to scold you, darling, you're such a lovable guy." She leaned close, kissing him between the eyes, the affectionate act actually surprising her… but he was such an adorable animal. Instantly, his long, pink tongue licked out to brush warmly over her lips in answer, a second surprising emotion flickering inside her. "Well… you old lover, you!" she softly exclaimed, smiling as she straightened up, still fondly petting his massive head. "Let's see if we can find something for you in the fridge before Shirley takes a bath."

Nomad trotted along beside her, brushing against her naked thigh as if he couldn't get close enough, she thought, pleased at his warm display of attachment. She found the left-over end of a roast, little more than a tidbit for his gargantuan appetite and she couldn't help but laugh as he gulped it away in several bites of his powerful jaws. Then, he went to his bowl of drinking water while she stood watching, at the same time deciding against the swim she had planned on earlier. For certain, Lisa wouldn't welcome her presence, and she doubted their relationship would stand much more strain without bursting at the seams. Better that she bathe and rest a little to be ready for whatever stress the evening could hold in store.