The Look…

It was raining yesterday afternoon when I sat down to read a book.  About halfway through the first page I could “feel”Molly’s look. I reached for a camera and took this shot. I knew she wouldn’t move until I  gave her a biscuit. If she wants to go out, she’ll go to the door. If she wants to be petted, she’ll put her left paw on my shoulder. Since it was  too early for dinner, the only other option was a biscuit. I could ignore her–she won’t bark– but that look is laser sharp. Molly won.