The Big Faux Pas

When I came out of the study into the living room I discovered Mak had done the thing-that-must-never-happen. Rollo was lined to me so he couldn’t have been a player in this drama unless his earlier mischief had knocked Backstir from his bookshelf perch. In any event, there was Mak in Sphynx position with Backstir between his paws. Fortunately, Mak doesn’t always immediately tear plush – I mean – little dogs, so Backstir was still safe. I rescued him and put him back on his perch so he could continue to dream about his last time at the ocean. He’d been so cute sniffing around seaweed and digging little holes…img_6050

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