you’d had a stressful day. Cases to go over, being the state sheriff comes with a lot more paperwork than one would expect. You’re hunched over your desk. You’ve snapped at your poor secretary at least three times today. Poor girl.

you’d told her to get Abby, your wife. Abby worked in the canine unit. She’d came back saying Abby wasn’t there. Great.

you’d told grumbled and got up to do it your damn self. Putting on your jacket and finding Abby relaxed in the sun with Alice curled up on her chest.