The Big Guy and I like to argue a lot, and when we do, it is guaranteed to send Yours Truly Confused up the walls. She hates it when we grumble at each other.
It’s great fun winding her up – we get alternative scolding and bribes, mostly bribes, so we do tend to lay it on a bit thick from time to time, and we never let on to YTC that we are actually the best of friends
But it’s cold out tonight and all warm and cosy in our bedroom, so all is peace and harmony and we can’t hide it. I think she is on to us.