Mon petit chien

I have met two dogs lately named Maisie. One a greyhound, wearing a fluorescent pink coat and the other a decidedly unintelligent fluffy white mutt. I don't know what this means about our choice of child's name, but our Maisie certainly pricked up her ears when these canine owners called their own. Come to think of it, her behaviour is rather puppyesque at the moment...sniffing around my feet in the kitchen, panting as she commando crawls around the house and growling when she's hungry. Unlike her four-legged friends, she has mastered the art of waving, clapping and calling for her dad. Nice how the one who spends the most time with her (little ol' me) barely rates a mention. Oh yeah...Christmas shopping alllll done. Yay.

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