Holly smiled. "Your parents must bicker about it a lot, huh?" She took another sip of her drink, finding it easier now the cream had melted into it a little and cooled it down. She hummed in content, licking her lips free of cream. "It sounds like you've had a good life so far." She said softly, wishing she could say the same for herself. Pushing those harmful thoughts away, she shook her head. "What are your Tamaskans like? I couldn't imagine having three dogs. Jack's enough of a handful." She giggled, shaking her head a little. The small dog always managed to get into trouble somehow, regardless of the time or place. Unless he was asleep, he was in some sort of trouble.