It didn’t go very well.

We fought over the Tiny Human. It started with The Tiny One wanting to play with me with my new wand toy. But Twilight decided she wanted the Tiny One all to herself…

That saucer of milk never happened. The “talk” did. It went like this;

After careful consideration, Twilight decided she’d rather go outside and play, so she did.

Meanwhile, while she went outside, I made a point of letting the Tiny One know I would love to play with her while Twilight was out. I’d even be helpful and take care of any stray treats she had laying around someplace neglected and forgotten. I knew the Tiny One is very conscientious and would want to help keep things clean, so I felt it would be rude to not offer my assistance. She agreed.

Thirty or so treats later, she decided we’d rather play than tidy up, and I agreed, since the chicken bites were looking almost empty.

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