Dirty Dog

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

This Xmas cookie was made by Luke. He is adorable. He made sure that me and Briar got one each and then came to check on how we'd enjoyed them later. 

He also asked me if my squishy kitty was sticky yet. 

Here's what happened. After the rest of us bought squishy animal stress balls last week, he experienced FOMO. He bought himself a squishy puppy but now it was "sticky".

He demonstrated by throwing it at me. It was kind of sticky. "What have you been DOING with it?" I asked. 

"You don't want to know," he replied. 

He joined a meeting with his bluetooth headphones on. But not before he rubbed his sticky puppy on his bum, licked it and then threw it at me again. 

I pretended to lick it back then threw it at him, while he was in his meeting.

"OH YOU DIRTY, DIRTY MAN!" he exploded. "YOU LICKED IT!!"

Then he turned a very strange shade of pink. "Oh shit, I wasn't on MUTE!" he told me and Briar. 

I honestly thought Briar was about to wet herself. 

And that was the high point of my day.

S.