And then there was Ben...LIII
She bends down. “Gimme your paw!” He’s sitting in front of her, looking bored. “Come on, gimme your paw,” she wheedles. He’s still sitting there, but since there is nothing in that hand she’s stretched out to him, he’s not interested. He looks at me. ‘Can we go now?’ She straightens out. “I guess he... Sign in to see full entry.