Greetings to all, it's me, Maggie T, here with today's post. We had a post all planned for today, then something happened and the photos were zapped into thin air somehow. Contrary to what some might have implied, I did not eat them! So ... we're late with today's post.
Cammie and I are also late with some thanks - so we thought we'd post photo thanks! Our wonderful friend Mr. Goose sent us some presents! First off, he sent Cammie some gorgeous flowers!
|"Oh, my! These are so lovely!"|
Mr. Goose was out on a walk and saw the flowers and wanted to send them to Cammie! Knowing they wouldn't survive being picked and put into the mail (I mean, look at the shape the envelope is in!), he did something even better -- he had his MOM take a photo! Now Cammie can have them forever - and they'll brighten Mr. Goose's path when he walks that way again!
|"Goose is so thoughtful! I just love him!|
THANK YOU, Goosie!!!"
Cammie said they made her feel very special! Oh. Oh, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking I had something to do with the corner of that envelope, aren't you? Isn't that called "profiling"? I had nothing to do with it - it came out of the mailbox that way! Knowing that Mr. Goose wouldn't chew it, it can only mean one thing - the mailman did it!
Speaking of the mailman, a few days later, he brought me something from Mr. Goose - my very own "See Beautiful" tag!!! Cammie has one and my Zimmie has one, and now I do, too! It's my very first tag ever!
|"Why is it hanging on the door to 10 Downing Street? Shouldn't we put it on my collar?"|
It's as though she thinks I'd try to ---
Oh. Well, OK, perhaps I would. Sorry, Mr. Goose. I'm a puppy. It's what I do. Along with cute poses, of course.
|"Mr. Goose and his MOM are beautiful!"|
Thank you so much, Mr. Goose and Mr. Goose's MOM!!! My mom and daddy said I can wear it after I'm through the teething stage. There's just so much to learn as a puppy - and what is appropriate chewing and what is not appropriate is so confusing!
Speaking of learning things ... after a good round of playing my Wubba, Mom took me to the front porch for something called a "photo shoot" the other day. She asked me to do some things and I just wasn't sure at all what to do! Just when I thought I should sit and look at her for direction, Zim popped up in the window and offered me some sage words of wisdom!
|"Don't do it, Mags! Don't look at her! Look at me - not at Mom! Good PUPPY!!!"|
"Zimmie! Zimmie! Zimmie!"
I'm so thankful my Zimmie was there for me! Mom was on the verge of getting a really nice portrait of me. Whew! It's a good thing I didn't have pop-up windows blocked, isn't it? Yip yip, ya roorooroo!!
Many thanks again to Mr. Goose from both Aunt CamCam and me! Our apologies for being late -- and our apologies to all of you for the late-in-the-day post!