In a Matter of Hours…

…I’ll be having company. Which means Maizie will let her Whirling Dervish-ness out in all its glory. I’m armed and ready: bitter spray (which might not even work), a rawhide (to keep her occupied and off my friends’ laps), and a baby gate (to shut her out of the party). We’ll see how it goes…

I'll be good, I promise...

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2 thoughts on “In a Matter of Hours…

  1. She can join Dinah, who pulled my bowl of popcorn down off the counter and ate it last night, in the doghouse if all your preparations don’t work.

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