“So Twiggy. What are you doing?”
“Huh?” Oh, Nothing.”
Turn around and tell me.”
“I was just wondering if I could play with the big dogs?”
“Sure you can. You do have to be careful, and so do they.”
“Can you get my leash?”
“Sure. But why?”
“Gives me a little something to talk about.”
“Hey, Lucy. Check out my leash.”
“Well, Little One it is certainly pink.”
“Looks okay though, right?”
“I kinda like going commando in the yard.”
“How’s this?”
“Much better. Run over to the fence.”
“Why?”
“I’m going to romp with you.”
“Okay, here I am. You’re not going to play rough are you?”
“For heaven’s sake, Twiggy. You are such a dweeb. Why would I play rough?”
“Dad said to be careful.”
“I get it. Okay here’s what we are doing. I’m going to run, and you chase me.”
“That sounds pretty much fun. I’ll give you a head start.”
“Okay ha ha ha.”
“Thanks for the game, Lucy. Do you think Bailey wants to play?”
“Hey, Bailey.”
“What?”
“Get up and run like a madwoman and let Little stuff chase you.”
“Thank you, Baily. That was terrific.”
“You are fast one Little Stinker. Next time give me a better lead.”
“So how did it go, Twiggy?”
“I learned it is better to go commando than with a leash.”
“Not a surprising lesson from your sisters.”
“And running with the big dogs is a lot of work.”
“That it is Twiggy. Would you do it again.”
“In a heartbeat, Dad, I had so much fun. Nap time now.
