I groomed my baby as we waited for our turn. He’d fallen asleep as the announcer had explained the rules and pairings, which I’d found very cute. I wouldn’t wake him until it was close to our turn, and we had about five pairings until that happened. As I reached the top of his head, he let out a wolfish sigh, and I had to stop myself from huffing in laughter. When he was like this, he was so fucking adorable and I could easily see where little Ciara got it from. I watched the fights happen, accented by the sounds of Cy’s soft snores. He’d gotten up in the...