hearding tender_square moxxy barked a string of annoyances as kristin and i made our way through erin's front door. erin tried to bribe the dog with bacon strips, redirecting her attention as we removed our coats and shoes. moxxy would warm to us as we'd crouch to pet her, and she'd smile reveling in the attention, sitting wobbly on her hind legs and bottom. we stood around erin's kitchen island snacking on cheese and veggies, donuts cut to share, and savory cookies made to dip in coffee and moxxy lay on an area rug near by, ears perked, listening to girl talk. when erin moved to give kristin a tour, moxxy rose and barked at me as i continued to snack in the kitchen. i was expected to join the tour, apparently. moxxy wasn't satisfied until the group was reunited. in the upper loft, where erin's bedroom looks down on the rest of the house, moxxy barked at kristin and i to hurry down the stairs: the tour had concluded and we were to report back to the kitchen. 230401 what's it to you? who go blather from