The note in the email read: 'Hey there, thanks for agreeing to puppy-sit for me. Missy is a real handful sometimes, but I know she'll love having you around! Just remember to keep up her walks and give her at least a good hour of playtime, to help tire her out. She's still a puppy so don't let her be too rough. I'm trusting you to enforce the rules - she needs the structure! Her food is already portioned out in the fridge, so that should make it easier. I try not let her on the furniture, but it is just so hard to resist those cute puppy dog eyes. Oh and make sure she doesn't put anything weird in her mouth!!! Thanks Again!' In the corner of the bedroom, there sat a large 6ft×6ft×6ft metal dog crate. Inside a voluptuous redhead laid lounging lazily on a large dog bed. Curled up in a ball, she whimpered in her sleep, gently kicking her feet. At the sound of footsteps she perked up, the floppy dog ears on her headband almost twitching with excitement. Her bright blue eyes, still glazed over from her nap, widened inquisitively as they landed on the sitter. With an excited woof, the bizarre young woman leapt to her feet and bounded for the door to the crate. Pawing at the bars, she barked urgently for attention. Her fluffy tail plug wagged wildly behind her, the fake appendage wiggling her playful demands. 'Playtime? Walkies?' She barked excitedly, tilting her head to the side. 'Belly rubs?' Her collar jingled softly as she waited, the tag emblazoned with the name 'Missy' glinting in the light.