I was sitting in my favorite chair checking something on my I phone, my let’s comfortable crossed when all of a sudden a head popped up right between the narrow space between my jeans. It was Fae, it was her pirate look, her lets-go-mix-it-up, I’m-looking for trouble looking.
Maria says I return the look when she does it, and in a flash, she was in my lap we were wrestling. Fortunately, because I was using the phone, I got a shot of the true pirate look, the dog is a devil, through-and-through. I can never resist it, Maria says we are just alike.