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***Agnes*** My little butterfly flutters around the room, its iridescent wings catching the light that filters in through the window. On the floor, Kota watches a Disney film with Rio by his side, large headphones blocking out the rest of the world to him. Rosalie types away at her desk, looking over hundreds of spreadsheets and developing promotional content for her pack's company. She is the Head Social Media coordinator in charge of the company's social media presence. As she works, she instructs me to give her pup, Émile, a bath and put him to sleep. I execute the task with great care, preparing a warm bath with little bubbles. Émile seems to enjoy the bath, his eyes widening as I pour a little water over his hair and his legs kicking frantically with excitement. He likes the water…