I’m more like a…err, how should I put it? Decoration that is sometimes spurred into action?

I cook for us both; I’m a great hobbyist culinary talent in the making. Everyone who has eaten my food says it is delicious. Most of them say I take my knack for cooking and eye for measurements from my mom.

She’s not here, so I’ll never know, will I?

I clipped the lead on Coco’s collar and we set off, closing the door behind us. Coco acted like her usual silly self; She was interested in everything that we passed. Even though she has seen it thousands of times.

Coco was a natural head turner; Not only for people—but for dogs, too.

And don’t get on my back, Kazuma and I worked hard and we got her spayed; But something seems to draw male dogs to her.

As we passed a man walking a German Shepherd, the male yelped and whined and tore at his lead. Coco looked at him and gave him a lick on the cheek.

She left with the attitude of: Sorry you couldn’t come along with me; You’re missing out—Too bad. Next time!