The Mayor and The Rooster were already asleep when K found Rooster's favorite stuffed duck on our bed.
He picked it up and took it to her room.
I noticed that he held the duck close to his face and seemed to be muttering to it.
I must have been looking at him oddly when he returned because he explained himself.
"I talk to their animals," he said.
"I whisper to them."
"I tell them it's their responsibility to keep the children safe."
"I mean, they're right there, sleeping beside them."
I love that man.