Val comes back

When Valerie came in with an armful of supplies she found Petra and Lucy in the kitchen, one drinking from a sports bottle and the other from a bowl.

"Hey Petra, hey Cutie! I'm back! Did you get to know each other while I was gone?" she asked, depositing her load on the island countertop.

Lucy looked up, happy to see her first mistress return, but said nothing. Petra answered for her. "I'm ready to declare her the best girl already. She's just so adorable! You should have seen her scamper around when we played fetch in the yard. But we need better toys than a tennis ball, the poor thing could barely get it in her mouth."

Lucy beamed at the compliment, and was once again reassured that Petra would be as caring a mistress as her wife. But Valerie had already thought of her too. "I got you covered. Squishy balls, sqeak toys, rubber bones, it's all there. We can play with her together later to see what her favorite is. But first, let's pick a spot for her bed."

Moving most of the supplies to the side, she revealed a new doggy bed. The colors were different, but it still looked very much like the one Lucy had reacted badly to before. However, she was too tired and content to get upset about it now. She knew she wouldn't be allowed to sleep in a real bed like a person anyway. She just wondered where it would be placed.

Lucy's mistresses walked around the downstairs for a while. They were talking to each other and looking for a good resting place for Lucy, who followed them around curiously after she drank her fill. It was when they were in the living room that Lucy felt a familiar urge. She had to relieve herself.

Crawling to the exterior doors, Lucy tapped the glass and whined for attention.

Valerie looked over. "What is it girl? I said we'd play later."

Lucy shook her head and tapped the glass again.

It was Petra who realized what she wanted. "I think she needs to do her business."

This time Lucy nodded. Petra walked up to the doors and opened them, letting her out. "Go ahead girl. Come back inside when you're done, ok?"

Lucy nodded again, already crawling out onto the patio. She crossed the stone floor carefully to reach the grass, where she kept crawling until she was partially hidden by a bush. She didn't know if it was allowed, but since she didn't want to pee on her legs with nobody there to clean them she got off her hands and knees and crouched instead. Looking nervously toward the house she emptied her bladder, carefully aiming the stream so none of it got on her.

When she got back inside her mistresses were still discussing where she should sleep. Either they hadn't noticed her get up, or they didn't mind.