charlie and peace. his name is pax but peace sounds better. he doesn't get to play much, and i wish he could. i feel his golden yearning. 

charlie greeted him nicely, peacefully, but when i greeted him she barked. 

charlie listens well and looks at me sincerely interested, so i talk sensibly with a lilt and a doglike rhythm and praise. she thinks of what i'm getting at.

the kid is smart and deserves favour. she gets it.