"Of course she has. She loves to stick her nose in things." Crowley chuckles softly, leaning back against Blake and turning his head to catch Blake's lips in a kiss. The look on his face is utterly serene. He can't remember the last time he felt this happy when he wasn't with Blake.

Perdita's paws make gentle sounds on the bathroom tile as she approaches the bathtub to snuffle at the edge and Crowley pulls away from Blake to pet her with a wet hand. As soon as the water hits her fur, she ducks her head away and steps back.

"Baths are wet. Don't look at me like that."