TWENTY-ONE

C’MON, GET HAPPY

Brigit

Megan hadn’t talked much as they’d driven around that day. Brigit knew that meant her partner was upset. She could also tell that Megan wasn’t happy by the fact that she didn’t pull back her lips to show her teeth or sing along with the radio like she normally did.

Megan had left Brigit home after work and gone somewhere. Brigit didn’t like being separated from Megan, but at least she had Zoe to keep her company. The two were curled up on the couch together, dozing, when Brigit’s ears pricked as they detected the sound of a car engine approaching.

Is it Megan?

Brigit lifted her head off the sofa and looked out the window, spotting the car pulling into the driveway.

It is! It’s Megan!

Brigit hopped down from the couch and ran to meet Megan at the door. When her partner and roommate came inside, Brigit could tell exactly what she’d been up to without Megan saying a word. Brigit’s nose told her all she needed to know. Megan had been with her mother and she’d drunk wine. She’d petted those pesky tabby cats at her parents’ house, too. Their scent was all over Megan’s hand. Yuck. Well, Brigit could do something about that!

She pranced around, woofing her heart out, until Megan bent down and gave her the nice full-body rubdown she deserved, Brigit’s much better dog scent overpowering the tabby stench.

“Did you miss me, girl?” Megan asked.

Brigit licked her cheek in reply. Slup!

As they climbed into bed a couple hours later, Brigit could tell that whatever had been bothering her partner earlier today was bothering her again. Megan’s moves were rigid, her groans anxious. I can do something about that, too.

She plopped herself down at Megan’s side and gave her a fresh lick. Slup! When Megan sat up and used her elbow to nudge Brigit back, the dog knew her partner was only trying to be brave. What she really needed was more loving.

Brigit pounced on Megan, forcing her onto her back, and licked her partner like she’d never licked before. Slup-slup-slup-slup!

Megan squealed and squirmed under the dog, but finally she made that ha-ha-ha sound that Brigit knew meant she was happy now.

She gave Megan one final lick. Slup.

My work here is done.