As his day was coming to a close, the stallion was hunched over his kitchen sink, washing some dishes leftover from dinner.
Almost unconsciously, he ran a plate under the stream of water and scrubbed it with the sponge, and then set it aside to dry.
With a small sigh, he picked up a pot and was about to clean it as well, when a small, wet nose poked him in one of his hindlegs.
He glanced down to see his dog staring up at him, eyes wide, and tail wagging vigorously.
The stallion smiled and greeted her, patting her head gently, before turning back to the sink.
But, she prodded him again, before barking several times and bouncing around the kitchen floor, obviously intent on telling him something.
He looked back at her, and, seeing his attention on her, she barked again and bounded to the front door, before returning to him.
Chuckling, he asked his dog if she had to go to the bathroom, to which she responded with a resounding woof and ran off to the door.
He set aside the pot and trailed behind her, and unlocked the door and opened it, letting her out into the evening.
She pranced out, down the walkway, and into the yard, while the stallion watched on from the doorway.
His dog circled in the grass, seemingly resolved on sniffing every blade, before she finally found a suitable spot and squatted down.
A few seconds later, she finished her business and the stallion called her back inside with a few clicks of his tongue.
The dog hurried back in the house, and the stallion closed and locked the door behind them.
He returned to his dishes.