We've gotten soooo much fun of sharing PRINCE with all sorts of people today,
like poor next door neighbor to Phyllix----that would be Roy who has ephysema and is babysitting his precious adored's daughter (who is the epitome of a loving soul to her dad), brindled black and tan mini-dachsund who is just a puppy so, there Sasha was outrunning poor winded Roy, his doggie poo-pickup in hand,
we got Sasha caught and cuddled in Phyllix arms-such a sweet baby. Whilst he caught his breath and pride gathered....we told him the story of Prince and he laffed himself pink again. Sasha just got covered and smothered with Bob, Linnyx, Phyllix kisses whilst we adored her....and agreed-it would be a long ten days of babysitting for Roy.
Then Mallory and Greg came over-and we told them Maisie's latest and they laffed until they cried....of course, doggie grooming, replete with toe nails, combing, a muzzle for our wroggly max who was blowing "I can't breathe you freeking human's...or walk because my nails are so long."
Then there was the grocery story happening....where THREE women that attended Keith's open house all accidentally found each other with us
think of the odds,
well-they enjoyed Prince stories....and we haven't even shared it with our dear friend Shelley whose mother was the one we helped out of her skinz...who happened to a cairn terrier owner.
Of course, we all understand the tastiness of the brick....
Prince was a wise one...still laffing about staying in the middle of the moving bed (I wish I was that smart
)
we get alot of happy blessing mileage out of Maisie stories,
it makes us be glad to be alive,
and befriended as we are by Princely owned ones,
even tho' we can't tell a Taurus from a Gemini anytime soon,
hugx,
it was a good Maisie day for us,
xoxox