

I forgot to bring in My Margret’s nightly rock last night before she went to bed. I knew how disappointed she would be so I brought one in and put it on her chair where she’d be sure to see first thing this morning. I’m thoughtful like that. ~ Bea Pup
That was certainly very thoughtful, Bea. It looks like your love language is gifts. Miss Margaret should have a whole collection of rocks by now.
I’m sure she appreciated that, B.
Love and licks,
Cupcake