So I’m making dinner, which consists of warming up leftover (homemade, I want credit for that) Asian meatballs, and roasting broccoli with garlic, when Molly Sue begins barking her fool head off. I recognize the bark, so I grab my camera.
It’s always the young bucks who get nose-to-nose with my girl, and this goes on for some time. When he gets bored,
she lets him wander a few steps before resuming her mad dog bark and rushing the fence.
And then they do it all over again.
I catch the eye of this shaggy little lover.
Who whispers to her friend, “Watch your back, the crazy camera lady is at it again!”
And we stare each other down, until the incessant nagging of the oven timer brings me back to the real world…
and to this. The real world sucks. The End