Seated by the window, the gallery dog waited patiently for collectors to arrive. She could see the reflection of the Christmas tree in the window, also her own face, and some of the paintings. She cared about none of that. She was hoping collectors would share their food or let her lick their faces. The collectors did neither, but they were all very nice and the gallery dog loved them. After they left, the gallery dog took her human for a long walk, then curled up on the couch in the studio and slept for a very long time. She was happy because the human told her that tomorrow night collectors would come again.
