‘Please don’t lick that, Sasha! Salty human food isn’t good for you. I am concerned about your health, Sasha. Believe it or not.’
Thinks …What about the packet of gingernut biscuits you ate yesterday? If I was in control you would be on a tight leash.
‘Be good, Sasha. That’s all I ask.’
She can’t hear what I am thinking. I will use my disapproving stare.
