Yesterday, I gave Granny (The Redhead Riter) your messages. She was very grateful for your care and concern. Since I’m a dog, I was just grateful that I was able to type and publish a post. Think about it…that’s rather an awesome task even for a pure bred poodle!
Obviously, this is Bella again because Granny is still quite under the weather. I thought while I had the opportunity, I would tell you about one of the strange things that Granny likes to do which drives me crazy.
Like I told you yesterday, Granny loves to take pictures. Every weekend, she snaps that camera hundreds of times and at least half of them are of me, sweet Bella. I call myself sweet because that is what Granny says all the time. I hear her high pitched voice saying, “Where are you sweet Bella?” which is my clue that she knows I’m up to mischief.
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Anyway, the strange thing that Granny does is take pictures of my nose. She is obsessed with my nose! I just don’t get it. What is so phenomenal about my nose? (touching nose with paw)
Granny always has a pair of scissors within reach because she is snipping my fur here, there and all around my face. Then she brushes me — Oh, I hate it! I squirm all over the place hoping to frustrate her efforts, but she is relentless and never gives up! I even try softly biting Granny, but she just laughs at me! But after brushing my whole body, I stretch out on my back and Granny rubs my tummy for hours…literally hours. Granny likes touching stuff and says that my fur is silky soft. (blushing)
Don’t tell Granny that it drives me crazy that she photographs my nose so much. I guess I don’t really mind sacrificing a few moments for her since Granny does so much for me.
Right now Granny is comfortably resting on the couch again and I don’t want her to get too used to me typing her posts, so I better end for now.
Enjoy your day!
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