"White Dog asked me to sit with you and keep you company," Roman told me. "I think I am supposed to distract you while the others meet with dad. This is the beginning of your birthday weekend so expect there will be plenty of whispered conversations and surprises."
"I must say your technique of distracting me by talking about the fact you are distracting me for the greater good is an interesting approach," I told him.
"I figured there was no way I could con you, Momma. You know it is your birthday time and you know we all love you and you know we want to surprise and please you...so here we are!"
"Well, how much time do you think they might need? We could have some treats and a long drink. Maybe take a nap. Or are they expecting us to be making conversation noise?"
Roman thought for a moment. "Snacks are a distraction, right? Let's do that. I will even let you drill me on basic commands."
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That distracting duty sounds like a win-win for everyone, Roman and Mom Sue! :)
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