Someone else right now, among others, is Aden. Aden is ready for a nap. Aden is having a really good day. He got to take a long jog in the morning, lunch was really good, and the sun seems just about right for a perfect hour or so of sleep before something else important happens, like dinner. Aden stretches out on the living room carpet in the big patch of sunlight and curls up without a care.
Someone else without a care—or at least without the right care—is Jamie. Jamie has suddenly realized that she has no ice cream and she therefore needs to go to the grocery store immediately. As a backup explanation, she also needs cheese, milk, yogurt, and bananas. Who is going to ask her for this explanation? This much is unclear. What is clear is that her hurried striding across the living room means that she’s about to trip over Aden.
She does.
"Watch out!” barks Aden, jumping up.
“Oh, I’m sorry, sweetie! I didn’t see you there!”
“Yeah, that’s likely,” frumps Aden into his whiskers, shaking off the shock. Really, what is her big rush? So she’s out of ice cream, right? Big deal. Some of us are trying to have a good day here.
Jamie kneels down on the carpet and scratches Aden gently behind the ears. As if that’ll make a difference. As if it’s so easy to make a dog happy.
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