They can't stay puppies forever, I guess. *throws Marigold's stick some shorter distance away, watching with amusement as she retrieves it and trots back over to drop it in your lap (she doesn't know who you are but you smell tasty and perhaps you won't get bored so easily)*
fried myself at a job site
*raises an eyebrow (it really could be worse, from the sounds of that)* Dangerous line of work you've got there.
Congratulations
*runs his (left) hand through his hair, radiating pure contentment for a moment* Thanks. I thought it'd take some getting used to, but it really hasn't.