Like a stray animal.

The last couple hours before JE came home tonight, Pup was scream-crying on and off for various reasons and Cub was being a threenager.  I must have had a wild look in my eye while we were eating dinner, because JE looked at me and said, “You look under-loved today.”  Hug.  Another look.  “Honey, you look like a stray animal.” HUG.

Haha!  Did he just call me a stray animal?