Yesterday, I went with my daughter and her litte girl when she did her grocery shopping. I have not had as much interaction with Willow as with her big broters,and she does not know me well. Willow has been unwell of late and was not at her happiest.
We were next to the meat fridge and I put my hand on Deb's trolley. Willow took great exception to that and growled and frowned at me. ('Get your hand off my Mum's trolley, at once!' ) Maybe she was saying I was getting too close, I dunno. I just thought it very funny.
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