January 7, 2016
Our miniature poodle Puff scratched up our new leather couch this morning. In my anger I yelled, “you are dead, Puff”.
Later in the morning on the drive to school, I told M I would attend Shabbat at her school this Friday, and I’ll try to attend once each month. She replied, “You better attend more than once a month or I will kill you.”
After I told M that she shouldn’t say things like that, she smiles and sweetly reminds me what I said earlier that day.