I thought maybe it was a new leash or collar ... maybe even another poop bag holder, since she's been on a bag-making kick, but no! I walked over to where she and Cam were and ...
|"Aw, shucks, Mom! You shouldn't have!"|
|"Cute fabric, cute backing fabric ... nice, simple quilting ... not very fluffy, though ..."|
I had no idea what it was! Cam and I did love the fabric, though! Here we are, showing our favorite part!!!
|"It's a Siberian!"|
"A Black and White Sibe!!!"
Adorable. But still. What was it for?!?
|"Thanks, Mom! Umm ... comfy. |
Is it ... a new bed?
A liner for 10 Downing Street?
A throw for the end of the bed?"
"No ... you'll find out soon, Mags!"
"You should have guessed 'Rumpelstiltskin'!"
|"If it's not any of those things ..."|
"Are you sure it's not Rumpelstiltskin?"
"Pretty sure, Cam."
A few hours later, dinner time rolled around and ...
|"Hey, cool! My very own placemat!!!"|
"It's like we're having a fine-dining experience, Mags!"
How cool! It's my very own placemat, and is plenty big enough for the two of us to share! See, I don't drink much water, so Mom always puts a bunch on my food -- so there's a chance, just a chance, that I get a bit messy when I eat. Hey. I can't help it. I'm not the one who drowns my food. Anyway, this way, Mom doesn't have to wash the floor three times a day - and Cammie and I have a really cute placemat to eat off of! Now if Mom would stop calling it a drop-cloth ...