maybe a cease-fire

maybe a cease-fire 
Leafty us and cats have become a ceasefire, with some conditions. but the woman plays it safe and takes walk around the apartment with a spray bottle strapped her belt like Harry or something dirty. but he is eating well again and brave enough to mix (if we are in a mood more distracting). the woman says she will continue to carry the weapon of mass humiliation for a few days, in the case. secretly, I think she enjoys it. 

(see what we have done to the man's chair?)