Mom just brought by a bag of cheese and bacon dog treats. Maggie knew what the bag was and immediately went ape-shiat bananas.
"Gimme, gimme, gimme," she seemed to say with her frantic little dance on the floor.
"Should I give her some?" my mother asked.
"Give her two," I replied, smiling.
These little moments make me wonder if this is how parents feel about their children on Christmas day. The sheer joy of this little moment with Maggie is shared with Mom and me. Despite the endless dog hair and Maggie's incorrigible need to slumber the day away, I love her dearly. She has brought so much joy and personality to this little house in J-Ville.