Grumpy Alexa, Part Two (We are the Fear-Addicted)

Here’s Grumpy Alexa, Part One.

It was strange. We’d just gotten downstairs and were in the midst of our usual morning dance: dogs dash down the stairs, bladders ready to burst, I carry RH down the steps, who is carrying her panda. Dog breakfast prep. RH wanting me to hold her.

Then Alexa jumps in: “Don’t you want to hear the morning news?”

I freaked out for a minute. Alexa was talking to us without prompting. Was I imagining this? You spend enough time around your house, the walls can talk.