Toffee's only reply was a tilt of his head and a few anxious steps backward in anticipation of her next throw. The small size of the motel room meant that it took a while to tire her loyal companion out, and that half of the workout came in wrestling for a recently caught ball. Gracie awoke the next morning to several wet licks at her cheek. It was nice that Toffee was already house trained when she found him, but that also meant waking up on his schedule. It was time to take him out and start her day.