“Frisky!”
Marcus had spent three hours edging his lawn. He turned on the sprinkler system to test it. His golden retriever, Luna, had been napping. But the moment the first jet of water hit the air, Luna transformed. She charged. She bit the stream. She spun in soaked circles. Marcus yelled, "No!" But then he laughed. He dropped the hose. For ten minutes, Marcus let Luna have her way. The lawn got soaked. So did Marcus. It was the best afternoon he’d had in months. Frisky having her way
Take a breath. Assess the risk. And if the only thing at stake is a little mess or a little wasted time, say the words out loud: Frisky can have her way. “Frisky