Feeling Squinty

Greetings to all!  It's me, Mags.  Yesterday afternoon, Ragnar and I went to the backyard to check on some work Dad and Mom are doing.  While down there, Mom thought we should pose on one of the limestone walls.

"How's this?"
"Ooh.  You look good, Raggi.  I feel all squinty."

 I'm squintier out of my blue eye than I am from my brown eye -- that's 100% normal.  Mom still had her sunglasses on from doing yard work, so she let me wear them.

"Yeah, that looks -- wait.  They're slipping, Mags."
"Help a girl out, Ragnar?"

"How's that, Mags?  Better?"
"Much better.  Of course, Mom doesn't have treats, so ..."
"Oh, come on, you two!!!"

She really needs to grab treats next time - don't you think?

Yours sincerely,

Margaret Thatcher