|Jam at my feet licking the ribbon.|
|Jam at my feet while Christina and I measure out the ribbon.|
Sleepy, blurry, doe eyes looking up at us. So if unhelpful isn't a word and if Jam wasn't particularly helpful, then what happened?
Wait a minute. Wasn't there some old trope about letting sleeping dogs lie? But didn't I do that this morning? Maybe, for Jam, it's more about, sure, let the sleeping dogs lie, but make darn sure you are there when they wake up!