Deb Makes a Plan

Deb:

Freckles seemed content to rest among the shreds and watch my every movement. As much as I wanted to accommodate her, I needed to start dinner. Maybe I’d make a special salad for Freckles tonight with dandelion greens, shredded carrots (in honor of her shredding activity), and pears. She hadn’t gone for the apple; maybe she was craving pear instead. I closed my magazine and set it on the end table. Then, I rose and walked to the kitchen still planning her special salad.