I hear the random bark. It’s the bark Sam does when she wants something. (A dog-mom knows.) I dismiss her and I continue texting. The random barks continue and I wonder if she’s hungry again. No, she’s not at her food bowl. I begin searching for her, not finding her anywhere. I go downstairs to our garden and then the patio. I finally find her in a corner plant too scared to jump out!

You can also see my lack of a green thumb!