I can’t help it, Fate and I bring out the pirate in one another, we just have to look at each other and we get into it, she jumps up onto my lap and wriggles in and we wrestle, she takes my hand in her mouth and plays (gentle) tug of war with it. This is the only time she is allowed on a chair, and the only time we wrestle. We connect to the primal madness in each other, we can do it for a long time, Maria caught us the other day, and the photo did capture the spirit of us sometimes.