I feel a poke in my leg and see the little one with a big smile
I turn and smile. Quickly become a stove cleaning monster defending her land.
And the the little one runs out. Seeking refugee.
But it is not given, because I am having to much fun with the charade chase, catch, tickle and release.
and acting like a fool.
A fool with a clean stove top.
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