It’s late Monday afternoon as I pull my ancient Toyota Camry up behind my house. It’s the start of my weekend, as I am off Tuesdays and Wednesdays.
It’s been a remarkably long week at the library, with the (head boss) insisting that we become more efficient rather than hiring for the two empty positions we have. I spent the whole week just holding my breath and trying not to be noticed.
So as I get home and unlock my front door, I’m particularly glad to be here. Doubly so when I’m greeted by my menagerie.
“Hi!!” I sing to Morris, who happens to be the first to shove his nose under my hand. “Hi, guys!”
Zack pushes Morris out of the way, and Sadie crowds in too. I close the door and put my purse on its hook, then slide my flats off and into the corner.
“Who wants a treat?” I say.
Zack
