Like Cats and Dogs

Not raining. Fighting. Max thinks everyone is his best friend. Toby thinks Max is stupid. You know who is who. Max is lying beside me in the recliner. Minding his own business (for once). Toby, who has apparently attended Ninja training camp, comes out of nowhere, smacks Max on the head. Bap, bap, bap. Max looks betrayed. He’s the good boy (for once). I scold Ninja Toby. He blinks golden eyes. Once. Twice. Tail twitches. Then…bap, bap, bap. Max gets another round—retreats to my chest. Max could take Toby down—but maybe he is just a little bit stupid.