Behind the Scenes
Sometimes there's another whole story behind what they think they're telling you... Harry is admiring a flower in my front yard. "Mary, may I sniff your plant?" "Well, of course you can, sweetie." He positions himself carefully, leans over, closes his eye, and takes a deep and audible snort. Straightens and smiles, very pleased with his little self. "There. I didn't eat it. I just sniffed it."