"I knew you would like it." Wallace smiled and hugged Sharon back.
After putting on the shoe covers and washing her hands with hand soap, Sharon couldn't wait to have intimate contact with every kitten.
A puppy that wasn't afraid of strangers pounced over enthusiastically. Sharon squatted down and stroked the puppy's head, asking, "What dog is this?"
"This is a Yorkshire." The attendant held the menu in her hand and smiled at Sharon.
The attendant was a girl about Sharon's age. She was wearing denim overalls and a black denim baseball cap.
"It's so small." Sharon stroked the puppy's little head lovingly.
"This puppy is already an adult dog," the attendant explained. "Dogs of the Yorkshire breed are naturally smaller."
"Oh my god, it's too cute." Sharon felt that her heart had been captured by this cute little thing. The puppy blinked its small eyes and looked adorable.
