Who asked why there was a puppy, instead of just embracing that there was a puppy, and Rosa was discovering that this puppy was really good at wrestling. Like, really good, and she hadn't been expecting that, and it didn't take the puppy long to have her pinned on the living room floor, her limbs splayed out in defeat at the victor thoroughly licked her face.

"Help! Help!" she called out, though there was an awful lot of giggles in that cry for it to sound very convincingly distressed. "She's gonna eat my face off!"