Let Me Count the Ways

That Maizie can make me feel guilty. I had gum graft surgery this morning, so I haven’t really been lavishing Maizie with attention the way she wants me to. And I think I’ve worn out my welcome for not feeling well. When I had the flu and couldn’t fathom getting up, she sat next to the side of the bed, like she was worried and keeping watch. Well, no more Ms. Nice Pup. Now she just gives me these awful, sad looks as if to say, “Getting parts of the roof of your mouth grafted to your gum line is totally nothing. I’m dying over here because all you’ve been doing is napping!”

Hm...what if I...

...Look at you like this?


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