She looked at me with big puppy eyes, and I ruffled her ears and went back to the fridge. I’d seen a roast chicken, and I hoped no one would mind too much if I cut off a slice for her. I usually avoided giving her people food, but after the battle in the rest area parking lot earlier, she deserved it. I took a plate from the cabinet, cut the chicken breast into small bites, and then put the plate on the floor.
Once Mina was nibbling on her treat, I found a bowl, filled it with water, and placed it beside her dinner. With my pup taken care of, I fished more cookies out of the cookie jar, pulled a stool up to the counter, and made myself comfortable.
A soft chuckle behind me made me start and almost fall off the stool, which would have been very uncool.
Mina wasn’t barking, so I figured I
