Football and Fine Dining

Greetings to all, it's me, Maggie Thatcher.  I've had so very many "firsts" lately - I wanted to tell you about another one or two!  I know I filled you in the other day about watching a movie for the first time, but I also got to watch football over the weekend!

"Ole Miss against LSU?  Zim said I should put my money on Ole Miss."

It was very fun watching!

"OK, wait ... this one is Clemson versus Florida State, right?"

My daddy is so good at using the remote control, we can watch two games at once!

"Oh, no!  Is he OK?"

We don't want to see anyone get hurt - no matter what team they're on!

"He was OK!"

I've also done more of the "hanging out on the deck" that Aunt Cammie is teaching me.  Here is a picture of me catching some warm Autumn sunshine with my mom:

It felt really good!  (Do you like the artwork I left all over my mom's black pants?)

Some of you have commented that I've become quite the Daddy's girl.  Well, I certainly DO love my daddy and he understands my needs as a Prime Minister.  For instance, the day my mom left us to go birding?  I wouldn't eat my din-dins - so being the best daddy ever ...

"This is much better, Daddy."
"Good girl, Maggie!"
"She's got you wrapped around her little pink-padded paws, Dad!"
"Good girl, Maggie!  Eat your din-din!"

That's right - I was hand-fed.  It was wonderful!  And Zim and Aunt Cammie were so supportive!  For some reason, my mom thinks there is no reason for a healthy 11 week old puppy to be hand-fed.  In fact, she just puts my bowl of din-dins in my private residence and expects me to eat in there.  All alone.  Is that any way to treat the Prime Minister? I think not!

My residence is lined with nice, fluffy towels.  Mom puts my bowl flat on the towels then just leaves me there.  It's horrible.  I don't like it like that ... so I decided to do this:

My bowl is sitting at a perfect 45-degree angle

Mom didn't budge on the "I should be hand-fed" issue, but she does think I have a lot of promise as an artist.  My bowl does create quite the nice still-life, doesn't it?  I admired my work of art for a few moments ... and then I just couldn't resist!

"I'm done now."

Yes, of course I ate it all before I turned my bowl upside-down.  I'm a puppy; I love to eat.  Besides, it wouldn't be proper table manners to dump it all out, would it?  (I save that behavior for the water bowl.)

I'll be sure to keep you posted on my other "firsts" as they occur.  Thank you for letting me share.

Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher