Conversations with Mom

Visiting with Mom, we're doing that regularly to make sure she is eating properly, and carrying on a 'conversation' with her. Now, mind you,the conversations are pretty much one way.
I was telling Mom about one of my Lucy triathalons. We took a slightly different route just to give me some new scenery. We came around a corner and we noticed a CAT sitting in the flower bed.
Lucy gets excited, and starts growling and barking. The cat tenses. Lucy jumps toward the cat, I hit the leash brake and she comes up way short. The cat jumps up and starts to move. Lucy leaps and runs as hard as she can toward the street growling and making threatening noises, away from the cat. If she hadn't hit the end of the leash, she would have been clear across the street. The cat was running as hard as it could in the opposite direction.
Mom was giggling about it. "Not a very brave dog," she says.
Yeah you got to be careful about those tabby cats. They're killers.
It was good to see Mom smile and laugh.
Thank you for that moment, Lord.