It is mighty late. About 00:30am.

Whiskey and I just shared, under BJG's advice, huge amount of chicken I was eating from the bird. Whiskey is HIS dog truly and I listen when he asks me to spoil him.

The dog is ancient anyway though quite the glutton which always kind of grosses me out in a dog.

In humans too.

I think only birds I find cute as gluttons.

Anyway, BJG calmed down and apologized and we clarified a few things tonight which was God sent. We love each other, I dont doubt any of it.

I think he has gone to bed now. it is mighty late and he had a long day, from 10H30am to 7H30pm. Nine hours, including 6 hours nonstop talking and teaching.