Scrambles had stopped when I shouted to her, but then I didn't know what to do. I could take the bok choy away, but Freckles wouldn't want it back now that the dog had put his mark all over it. Besides, although I acknowledge that it was wrong for Scrambles to take the bok choy from Freckles, I was really curious to see if the dog would actually eat it.
As Scrambles ate the bok choy, Freckles stared with murderous eyes. I could see a battle may soon erupt, so I needed to do something quickly. I ran to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and pulled out the bok choy. I tore off a stalk and rushed back to the living room. I lovingly placed it in front of Freckles...a peace offering. Maybe I could stop, or at least stall, the impending war.