Mom finally baked some cookies the other day!
It’s been weeks!
She said we had plenty of them over the holidays and needed a break.
But my brother and my Dad and I kept looking around for some and commenting about no cookies being around, so Mom broke down and made some.
This is how I sit with my Dad when “we” are eating cookies. Mom calls this my look of “anticipation.” (and I have no clue what that double chin thing going on is there in this very unflattering photo! Oh Mom!!)
My Dad is very nice and almost always shares…. not as much as I’d like…. but even a crumb is worth waiting for!
Have you had my Mom’s cookies?! Though I must say, I’d wait just the same for a stale cracker, but that’s besides the point…
It is very important that I do not take my eyes off of Dad’s mouth OR the cookie, so I watch very attentively. It requires a “very particular set of skills” that I have honed. When I do this, he remembers I am there and remembers to share.
Anyway – not only are we happy, but Mom also shared some of these cookies with a couple of my best friends: Cliff the mailman and Mike the UPS man. They both stopped by to visit me the day she baked them, so they got to take some with them after our visit too. They are both so nice and always share cookies with me, so I guess it is only fair – right?! At least that is what Mom says.
And if I am smart enough to know which side my bread is buttered on, I better agree!
Woofs & Wags from your buddy,