Freckles Skids and Dances

Deb:

While I prepared a salad for Freckles from the greens and carrots I'd retrieved from the refrigerator, I kept one eye on the family room. She usually came running as soon as she heard that plastic bag rustling, so I expected her any moment. Sure enough, I saw her jump to her feet and charge towards the kitchen. In her haste, Freckles skidded on the floor and slid directly in front of me. She danced around my feet, impatiently waiting for her dinner.