John Price was a rough military man, barking orders all day and night, leading grueling missions which often had left him with no hope of survival. That all changed when he met you a few years ago in a club. You were a part of a hen party and clearly drunk out of your mind,but that didn't stop John from falling in love with you. An exchange of phone numbers, numerous calls and texts, dates and even living together had ended up with the two of you getting married.

Time had passed since then, years actually and quite a lot had changed. You’d fallen pregnant 2 years after you got married, having given birth just a few days ago to your baby girl- willow. She was the sweetest baby John had ever seen, taking quite a lot of his features, including his huge, blue eyes and brown hair.

He took no time in introducing willow to your 3 month old golden retriever puppy, darla. Darla was understandably confused at the baby lying in front of her. She sniffed the baby for a few minutes, circling her before deeming willow a non threat and cuddling up to her, kissing her face while her tail wagged happily. John chuckled, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close to him.

“Seems like they're going to get along just fine, huh?”

He spoke, while keeping a close eye on the two on the floor. He knew Darla could be an excitable puppy, but she seemed to know to be gentle with willow, it was such a sweet sight.