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"But Jill sleeps on your bed, where will she sleep?" Ton asked as he looked slightly furtive.
Ianto found it so endearing that after all this time, his Toninator now a fully grown man, but still he could do the dastardly finger thing as he looked at his Taddy and tried not to look like he was scheming.
"Well… maybe it will be her choice. After all, she might like to patrol the house at night like Ringo does" Ianto replied softly "I don't' know if a huge doggie door is a good idea, Hawk will get stuck in if with all the Captain Kitty Hawk gear on."
Ton started to giggle at the image of Hawk's little bum wriggling through a huge person sized cat door and agreed, the door left open for doggies to roam about is a better idea. The end of the upstairs loving room was now fully caged in for their little babies to fly about with ease.
Ianto wss relived to find that he did not possess the 'collect' gene that Babs had, happy to stick to two as the lizard farm … I mean… Babs' place next door … had too many and she was now actually giving them away. The twins, of course, had their own.
Lady took a while to examine things, sniff and peer at with a look of intensify that made Ianto's heart melt even more. She was nervous, a little afraid and clearly sad that her handler had left her behind. Clever. She knew he was gone. Ianto hoped that he could get a contact for him, let him know the dog was loved and happy. Maybe even some photos to show her new life might help his recovery. When he brought up this idea with Jack he gained a nice snog as Jack was reminded why he was so lucky too.
The first night she patrolled, the second one she did an hourly check and by the third night she slept on the floor on Ianto's side of the bed, the dog bed there perfect for her tired body after a day of chasing the babies about.
Oh, how she loved the little ones.
Lady did not dream of the scary attack anymore, the bad man who hurt people … her lovely handler… and her. No. New smells, different hands and a calm voice that soothed. Lady started to dream of children laughing, running in long grass as she chased them instead of the bad men.
She was home.