“Barry!” My sister hugged me like a python, then stepped back to look me over. Her head came up to my shoulder. Hands on her hips, she made the comment that I needed to eat more.
“Well, you can feed me, then.” I picked her up and set her aside so I could step into the hallway of her wonderful home. Macy, a three-year-old beagle ran up to me and sat at my feet. She knew I had a toy for her. I always brought something. Her tail wagged in anticipation. I kneeled and rubbed behind her ears.
“Hi, Macy girl. How’s my favorite canine niece?” She gave me a pleased bark and lifted a paw to say hello. I shook it.
“Such a smart girl, aren’t you?” I let go and took the chewable dinosaur out of my pocket. Macy took it in her mouth and scampered off somewhere to gnaw on it. I got up and brushed off m
