This is why I love my husband.
He defends house, home and cookie dough with single-mindedness and serious moxie.
Note the grip on the spatula and the gleam of those incisors, then back away.
Even when tamed, a wild animal is still a wild animal.
He lovingly got me a drink of water with the explanation, 'Some people put lemon with their water, so I thought you could go pomegranate.'
I love being married to a man that thinks of everything.
I include this only for the lip action happening here. Note the pucker perfection. He gets it from kissing me.
All the time.
:)
This is my goat. I did not name it nor try and bring it home. It was kind of a totalitarian around feeding time and with Husband around, I didn't need more bleating sounds in my house wondering when dinner was ready.
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