The washing machine has walked across the laundry room and looks like it may be planning a break. Reluctantly, I put my hero on hold and drag the washing machine back to its assigned spot in the laundry room. The washer doesn't even have the decency to look contrite. Her name is Beauty. She's the only pet in the house because my son and I have terrible allergies.
Beauty looks mad.
I usually feed her earlier in the day, but I got caught up in the book. I feed her now, but she still gives me a dirty-fish look before she swims away. I tell him about the problems I'm having with my hero. Hubby suggests I make the hero sleep on the couch until he behaves. I'll let him do what he needs to do so he can stay true to his character, but I won't put up with any funny business.