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?