Boxing Fan!

Greetings to all, it's me, Maggie!  Last week, I was ecstatic when my dad came home from golf with a BOX!  Mom was real happy, too, but that was because it contained homegrown Butternut Squash.  Me?  Yep - it was because of the BOX!

Once she unloaded the produce, she put it in the living room and called me in.  "Maggie!  Come see what I have for you!!!"

"Wait.  How come you're calling Maggie?  Is she getting a treat?"
"Yes, Mom?  Ooooh, boxes!!!"

Cammie got there first; I didn't realize she was a boxing fan like me!  Mom wanted some photos of me by the box that had the squash in it so the nice people who gave it to us would know how much I like it.

"Thank you very much for the awesome box, Mr. and Mrs. P!!!  Can I play in it now, Mom?"
"Wait.  Are you sure she doesn't get treats for this?"

Mom gave me the green light and I dove in with both feet.

"YEA!!!"

It's not quite large enough to make a fort in, but I still had LOTS of fun with it!

Mom said Dad got an Amazon package, and that I could play with that box, too.

"Really?  Thanks, Mom!"
"Are you SURE there aren't treats involved?"

It was a mighty small box, but I got a couple verses of The Hokey Pokey in.

" ... Now let's go for the left foot!  ♫ You put your left foot in ... ♫ "

Really pretty fun - but I preferred the larger box.

"I  ❤ my new box!!!"

Oh.  And Cammie left while I was doing The Hokey Pokey.  I guess she's not as much of a boxing fan as I thought.

Thank you again to the Ps for the new box - and the squash, too!

Yours sincerely,

Margaret Thatcher