So, here’s how the discussion with Emily went tonight.
First, it’s important that I accurately introduce Emily. I’ve spoken about her before, but when people visit, they never see her. That’s because this little girl is shy – she’s a one-or-two-person max kinda girl.
She started out living with us like this.
Yep, her collar is bigger than she is. In full color:
She’s still tiny. Later, as she got bigger, she did this:
She does that a lot, as you can see here:
So, tonight I go into the kitchen to think. I was working on a newsletter/blog combo and I wanted the tone just right and I needed to do dishes or anything to clear my head and see what emerged.
Emily thinks that entering the kitchen is reason enough for a treat, but she’s already had treats all day and so I’m thinking she doesn’t need one. So I’m getting out a bottle of wine and I get this look:
OK, I get it.
I don’t ‘need’ a glass of wine any more than you ‘need’ a treat. Look at that face!
She got her tuna.
and I got my wine.