“Dukey Pookie! What is the matter with you? Where in blue blazes do you think you are going?” Clara yelled out to him. Clara Looked at him then at Sukey. “Hello Ma'am. I am Clara Klutz. I see Dukey's manners are flailed at best. My Daddy is a wee bit strange and over protective, but he is alright.”<br/><br/>Clara was embarrassed that her Daddy didn't see she was only trying to help, not make matters worse.<br/>“Won't you go in for a bit Mrs. Pookie? Daddy won't bite. I want to talk to Dukey in private then we will be in.”<br/><br/>Clara walked over to Dukey, looked up into his eyes, “Please, Dukey? Don't let Daddy scare you off. This is my home too.” She reached over and wrapped her soft hand on one of Dukey's fists, “Come into the barn Dukey, away from Daddy's eyes.”<br/><br/>She worked her fingers into his grip, and led him to the barn. Clara had an idea that Daddy would mellow out immediately upon viewing the gorgeous Mrs. Pookie.