I barked with my peerless gentle tyranny.
Time for bed!
But Daddy,
he said.
We're strangers. We're not your kids. Your kids got eaten by coyotes. So we can't go to bed.
Well.
I said meanly.
You look an awful lot like our kids, so you're going to bed anyway.
Uhhh!...
he groan-growled.
Fine! But can I have a bandana to tie around my face so I can look like a ninja?
Okay.
I sighed.
I guess it wouldn't hurt, with the coyotes out and all.
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