There is so often an ongoing dilemma in life as to whether the truth at all costs is the best policy, or if the feelings of the person with whom one is conversing should be paramount when answering questions?
Anyone who is married or in a long term relationship will be acutely aware of this minefield!
To me, quiet time is when I can read undisturbed: to my lovely wife Mrs Pug, quiet time is when she can hit me with an unending stream of unconnected thoughts and questions in an effort to disrupt whatever it is I am obviously planning if I am sitting quietly
Dilemma is as follows: Do I take time away from my book to say ”No, those battered Brockolini do not look like the sort of food I would enjoy for dinner” or do I just grunt and say “ yes, looks great”.
Yes. I got it wrong, an inherent problem with appeasement, by the way!
Just when I was expecting food, a strange plate of Zucchini, Brockalini and Courgettes, all battered in some sort of ground up cos cos was presented with a flourish and great pride.....
This morning she is speaking to me again, but last night was tense.
Jane was convinced I didn't love her anymore and refused to talk to me, which is apparently meant to be some sort of punishment, so please don't ever let her know otherwise
Bruce our Aussie Shepherd (I know there are way to many Bruce/Jane combinations on this board!) was totally confused. The best part of dinner from a canine point of view is getting to lick leftovers from dad's beard and mustache, and I really wish I'd had a camera to capture his expression!
Dad, WTF? Brockalini?
This morning I had sausages
Jane is again twittering while I read
This morning my dog is happy!