Saturday with Sir Poops-A-Lot: Roses for Ms. Dog

Dear Ms. Dog:

I hope this letter finds you well. Has your heart been growing fonder? Curious? Mummsy says its best to contact you once a week. She says absence makes the heart grow fonder. Actually, I’m feeling a little sad and lonely. I’m going crazy from not hearing from you.

That’s me on the bed. I’ve been somewhat mopey all week. You’re on my mind, Ms. Dog. Before I go to sleep. While I’m sleeping. When I wake up. Even at my food bowl, I think of you and your beautiful, full cheeks and soft-looking fur.

The other day while on my walk I came across a red rose for you.

In fact, I thought maybe you’d like a whole row of these scented flowers.

Or, maybe a row of hedges, a tree, and a light post.

I’ve scented each one myself just for you.

Or, maybe you’d like a scented electrical box.

Whatever your heart desires.

Hope you like these. Let me know. In my thoughts.

Very truly yours,

Sir Poops-A-Lot

LLKK