"Shelbs, you good bro?" Alfred glanced over at Shelby, who laid on the ground, staring at the ceiling, her eyes distant as Apollo attempted to wrestle a chew toy from her hands.

"Yeah, I'm just thinking." She muttered pensively.

"About what?" He chuckled, watching entertainment as Apollo managed to shake the toy out of Shelby's grip. He bounded around the living room, as if showing off his prize, before placing it back on Shelby's stomach, ready to go again.

She sat up, wiggling the toy in front of Apollo to tease him, before he latched back onto it. "Okay, you know how Canada is called 'neighbor to the north'?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, where I live, Canada's closer to the east." Shelby explained, her brows furrowed. "So, is he my neighbor to the north, or east... Noreast? I just don't know." She sighed, her shoulders slumping.

Alfred couldn't help but laugh. "You think about the weirdest things, Shelby."