Miss Brielle came for supper last night. We visit with my daughter and let Brielle explore, play and entertain us. She found the phone.
She wandered into the kitchen jabbering into the phone with a big grin spread across her face, and handed it to us.
A few minutes later, the police called asking if we had an emergency, and a policeman showed up a few minutes later.
"There's the culprit," I said, pointing out Brielle, who met him at the door. She greeted him warmly and officer Geoffry was quite pleased. Just the sort of domestic call every officer loves responding to.