he loves me, possibly he loves me not

Mr FD, lying in bed, had an itch low on his back where he could not reach, so he woke me and asked me to scratch it. I found the spot and saitisfied his itch.

“Thank you!” he said.
“That is what wives are for isn’t it, scratching itches? I said, rolling back to my side of the bed.
“Everyone, should have one,” Mr FD replied, before pausing and adding, “or maybe a Russian Wolfhound”.

It’s nice to be rated so highly!