Last week, my aunt Sissy met Roy Rogers for the first time.

I knew they would be friends.  Sissy hasn’t met too many dawgs she wasn’t fond of, and I’m unaware of any dawg not wanting to be part of Sissy’s inner circle.  After all, she was a caterer for many, many years.  She is not afraid to cook with real butter and salty ham and I believe that dawgs instinctively know that she is also clumsy, and that therefore her kitchen floor is a good place to lie down.

Roy certainly thought so, and gave his auntie a kiss.

She didn’t seem to mind.

Smart dawg, ain’t he?

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