“Absolutely not!” Jim said to Darlene. “When I agreed to let you bring this fleabag dog home from the pet store, you promised that you would keep it off of our bed. So what do you do? You go out and buy steps so that hound of yours can use them to climb up on our bed. I won’t have it, dammit.”
“But honey, he’s so cute and when he climbs up on the bed, he stays on my side, cuddles up next to me, and loves to snuggle, which, by the way, is more than you ever do anymore,” Darlene said.
“I don’t care,” Jim said. “You made me a promise and I’m going to hold you to it. I will not have that mutt in our bed. Now where did you get that step thing? I’m going to take it back and get a refund.”
“You’re not taking it back,” Darlene insisted. “And if I want the dog to sleep in our bed all snuggled up next to me, he will.”
“It’s me or the dog, Darlene,” Jim said.
Darlene smiled. “Bye, Jim,” she said.
Written for Jim Adams’ Thursday Inspiration prompt, where we can use the prompt word step, or going with the above picture, or by means of the song ‘Hold On,’ or by going with another song by Wilson Phillips, or anything else that you think fits.
Does this fit?