Some mornings when I let George out, he decides I’m not worth listening to. As in, he pretends not to hear when I call him back to the house. Lucky for me, there’s a word in my vocabulary that’s much stronger than “come.” That word is “snack.” And this is the stinker Georges-Pierre sitting at […]
Some mornings when I let George out, he decides I’m not worth listening to. As in, he pretends not to hear when I call him back to the house. Lucky for me, there’s a word in my vocabulary that’s much stronger than “come.” That word is “snack.” And this is the stinker Georges-Pierre sitting at […]