Daphne was nosy. She had to know everything her husband liked, so be it asking around or snooping around like a bad wife, she found certain things out. Nothing bad, of course! She chose to not find those kinds of things out. "I have my sources," she said with a grin, playing with the dog some more as its tongue flopped out of its mouth and it rolled over on its back while still in her arms.
"Aw, but look how cute he is! He's such a little fuzzy gorilla bear," she said in that stupid baby-like voice again, scratching his belly, smiling the whole time. Harry would never be able to call this dog his now. She found a new best friend. Looking over at him, Daphne smiled solemnly. "Happy birthday, love." She could never forget his birthday, and she still had more than just a silly jersey for him, which she was now wearing rather than just letting him have it. Plus, she did make him food that ended up on the floor.