Tonight, while watching TV, Uncle Todd asked me where I got
these cookies. Cookies? I looked over and saw our four-legged girls, Maggie
and Abbie, sitting next to him with their tails going 240. Uncle Todd was
happily munching away at a cookie, paper bag on his lap, muttering “These are
good.” I started to hysterically laugh,
tears running down my face, and I told him.
I had bought the cookies the day before at the annual
Braidwood Days … for the dogs. They were
snickerdoodles for dogs! It took a
minute, and another bite, for Uncle Todd to realize that the girls were trying
to tell him something. UT was eating
their cookies!
He threw the bag at me, and my girls attacked me with kisses
and paws. And I couldn’t stop laughing!
I’m still laughing. And you wonder why I love him so much!
Aunt Janet
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