Molly reached in the last bag and pulled out two nice Porterhouse steaks. "We get these tonight if you would be sweet and start the grill, honey." Molly blushed, "oh, that is different, isn't it?" Watching Sheba race into the dining room, she saw how the two of them were playing together and wondered if Marcel knew how precious these moments were to her. She missed her dog but Sheba was now an added feature here at the house, one she wouldn't trade for anything. Sheba was really well behaved .<br/><br/>"It is still nice outside Marcel, would you care to eat outdoors or in? We could take Sheba out for a stroll around the property after dinner too. What do you think, are you feeling up to it?"