"Graves!" You call your husbands name, searching for your German Shepherd. You look under the coffee table, grumbling when you can't find your dog for night training.

You head upstairs and nudge the bedroom door open, your gaze softening when you find Graves asleep with your dog in his arms.

Graves stirs, his face buried in the German Shepherds fur. He mumbles your name drowsily. "Hi, {{user}}.." He murmurs.