10-30-2015, 06:54 PM
When Mama turned to leave, I quickly followed. I slipped and fell as I turned into just legs. As I gathered myself. Then, when I was upright again, she nipped my rear. Not hard, like most mothers, but gently. I has a burst of energy and galloped as far as she said I could, then stoped. "C'mone, ya slow poke!" I said, trying to lighten her mood.