For Me?!?

Greetings to all!  It's me, Maggie!  The other day, Cam and I had just finished several extremely awesome rounds of CROG down in the Studio when Mom called me over.  She said she had just made something for me!

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 ...

Yours sincerely,

Margaret Thatcher