Kiley ran her fingers through his hair again and grinned. "You've got all the options, it seems like. We'll do whatever works. I don't want the dog to think we're actually wrestling and try to jump in and play with us." But praise whatever god existed, it was a dog and not a kid. They could handle animals, right? "If you can concoct one of those things, that's fine. We can always hire Pam as a dog sitter too. Like, tell her we're horny and need some privacy and could she take him for like... an hour. I bet she would."