Clara saw the wet straw and stopped in time. She shook her head, “Aw shucks Dukey, aint you ever seen animals have fun? Aint nothing abnormal about it.” Clara grabbed Dukey's hand and showed him where the oats were kept. “One scoop, of oats per each four legged critter, and 2 scoops of that mix in that bin.” She still had hold of his hand when she swayed a little, falling into Dukey.<br/><br/>Clara wrapped her arms around his waist with her cheek against his chest. “Your heart is thumping like a train on an old track, Dukey,” she said softly. “You are so warm too.” Clara looked up into his eyes, and without a second thought she kissed him full on his mouth. “Hot damn Dukey, I have been wanting to do that all night. Especially after you gave me that strawberry.”