Too Nice?

Hello, everyone.  It's me, Cammie.  In the afternoons lately, we've been helping Mom in her Studio.  We keep her company, play with our Pickles, take the occasional nap -- that sort of thing.  The other day, I was sort of in transition mode, switching from Pickle play to napping, when ...

"I've still got stuff in my Pickle, but I think I'm going to snooze for a bit."
"I'm ready for a nap, t---wait.  Did she say she still has treats in her Pickle?"

Maggie asked if she could have my Pickle and I said, "Yes."

"Cammie?  You know those are prescription treats, right?"
"She's my puppy and she can have anything she wants."
"Yeah.  What Cammie said."

Mom says I'm too nice, but I love Maggie as if I'd given birth to her myself.  Besides, she likes my prescription food as much as I do!  And she's a good puppy!

Cammie!