The Big Room smells like EVERY dog I have ever met and also NO dog I have ever met!
There are so many. So MANY. They are tall like my human but they have the good ears, the up ears, and the tails, THE TAILS, and I love them, I love all of them, I have never loved anything this much except the last thing I loved which was also this much.
That one is a fox! I think! It smells like a person inside a blanket that dreams of being a fox and I RESPECT that so much because I also dream of being other things, mostly a bigger dog, or a fish.
A paw! A big soft paw came down to pat my head and inside the paw was a HAND, a real hand, a person! Hello person! Hello! You made yourself fluffy on purpose and I have never understood anything better in my whole life.
Everyone here is so happy. Everyone. Nobody is sad, nobody has ever been sad, that is not a thing that happens. They hug. They hug so much. My human is laughing, my human's shoulders went all loose, my human keeps saying this is the one weekend and I do not know what that means but the smell that comes off my human when they say it is the GOOD smell, the safe smell, the smell of when we get home and the day is over.
Oh! Oh a tail wagged at me! I wag back! We are wagging! This is the best place. This is the best day.
I think there are snacks by the door.