Suddenly Lucky Man notices Chili Pepper has the bone and he's in the middle of the room barking like a fool. Seeing the error of his ways, he walks over to the couch coyily, inducing the Pepper to roll over playfully, artistically on his tummy, releasing the bone with the alacrity of a seductress. Lucky Man slips the bone out of CP's grasp, taking clear possession of it and idles over back to the middle of the room, where he ignores the bone now that he's in control.
The point being that there is a hierarchy here but not competition. Chili Pepper is allowed up on the couch because he is a lap dog. And Lucky Man is just that, the alpha dog with the bone. No jealousy, no pouting, just pure play.
There will always be another bone to tussle over and life goes on. Is there anything else anyone needs to know?
Back to being idle. I don't really know how to do that, but I did take a bubble bath this morning and have made a date with myself to stop at 2:45 to make a big bag of microwave popcorn and watch an old movie. How great is that.
Oh, I didn't tell you yet, but I have the most beautiful portrait of Lucky Man and Chili Pepper. We commissioned artist April Shurgar a while back to immortalize the two imps. What a good job she has done!
Express yourself!--Ruth Mitchell
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