Ontario, Canada.
Alliana's pov:
I brought Peluche inside because it started raining. Since he's so small, I knew he could get dirty in the mud and puddles outside. Once we were inside, I picked him up and carried him to the bathroom. I set him on the counter and started cleaning his paws with a damp cloth while he wriggled and squirmed.
"You're such a little troublemaker," I said, wiping off the dirt. After cleaning his paws, I used paw butter to keep them soft and moisturized. "All pampered and ready to go," I said, setting him back on the floor. Peluche gave a happy yip and scampered off and ran. I followed him upstairs and paused to look out the window at the heavy rain hitting the glass. "Damn, where did this rain come from?" I muttered.
