Bertram rolled his eyes. "Your very smart dog is staring at the ass-end of a squirrel waiting for it to come out of the tree," he pointed out with a smirk, "So I don't know how capable he is. It's probably gone over to another branch already."
He'd been about to make a similar comment about her boyfriend when Emmeline spoke to Amissa and she immediately squealed, "Toes!"
He couldn't exactly hide the grin. "She's more fond of her feet than my face, sad to say. I guess only my flesh and blood are immune to my charming features." Amissa giggled and reached one hand up to grab Bertram's ear in order to give it a rather hard jerk.
"Do you want another colour, princess?" She'd been using a green marker, but as soon as the opportunity had come up, "PINK!"
Bet you can't guess her favorite colour yet.
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