It is late. Bri is in bed. Rooster and I are watching "Flashpoint". Suddenly, we aren't really interested in the show.
We go into our room and shut the door. Time for just us. Oh boy!!
The dog barges in and hops on the bed and starts loudly chewing on a rawhide. We give the rawhide a chuck into the hallway. Now Bri comes thru the door. She wants a group hug. We get her back into her room. The dog is back on the bed with her rawhide.
Rooster and I start to laugh. The mood is just plain broken. He hugs me and we just laugh. What else can you say?