Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #244

Merle, what am I going to do?

Honestly, Martha, I love you just the way you are?

How can you love these wrinkles? How can you love the fading color? My wobble wobbles too much now!

Martha, your wobble is perfect and so is your color. I married you for better or for worse, for Thanksgiving or for Christmas! I will never leave you…unless I get caught and cooked…but I promise I will never leave you on purpose!

Oh, Merle, you really know how to make a gal feel good. I knew you were the best out there the minute I met you. The rest of your flock didn’t even compare.