Bisou is digging a tunnel to get at something under my dresser. I get down on my hands and knees, retrieve her beloved purple teddy bear, and hand it to her. Joyfully she delivers her killing bite and gives the bear a shake for good measure.
Wolfie walks up and delicately picks up a well-chewed bone fragment. Keeping his eye on Bisou, to make sure she\’s watching, he walks out into the the hallway. Bisou drops the bear and runs after Wolfie. A moment later, Bisou is gnawing on the bone. This kind of thing happens every morning.