Talk:Cu Sith/@comment-26948680-20151020212655/@comment-27013779-20151022121716

I keep her away from the painting by holding it high in the air and tell her that I want the painting. She looks at me in half struck surprise and fear. 'Please Master, don't worry about it....'

And I pet her on the head and ask why I shouldn't. 'Who are all of these little pups in the picture?' I ask. She looks away from me. 'They.....they....they are...our pups...' and she burys her head in her palms, visibly crying. I was awestruck, and pick up her head from her hands and kissed her like there was no tomorrow.