Within seconds, TRIPOD had jumped off the bed and was around David's legs in that special dance dogs do when they are happy to meet new humans. 'Betrayer!' I wanted to shout at my dog. Polly covered my back. When David warily approached the bed, she scowled at him and snarled.
I've never been more of a cat person than I was today.
I looked at David suspiciously as he placed the unopened can on my bedside.
I snarled a firm "no."
When Tripod sensed the tension, he froze and ran back to my room.
I need two minutes," he said softly.
Assuringly, "Well, anything you need," I said. As I looked at my ex-boyfriend, I couldn't help but wonder why on earth my mother had ever consented to him living with me. I had informed her that he had dropped by this morning, and that our talk had been somewhat heated.