Hello sweet Maisy. Aren’t you the sweetest, prettiest, loveliest girl ever?
I think so.
And so do the neighbors dogs.
My how they would like to frolic with you in the freshly mowed spring grass.
And curl up with you on the couch (you are so spoiled)
Or eat cake (yes cake, Pound Cake to be specific, your favorite all time treat) with you on the pink porch.