Mother’s Day dinner
Grandma’s plate took a tumble
Inelegant scene
Whistled to clean up
Max licked up crumbs with gusto
Trusty pre-tech tool
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I’ve lived that scene
It’s embarrassing. 🙂
Great fun Ina, who needs a hoover when you have a dog?!
Right. I like your comment.
The heart of a beautiful mother
Thanks for your sweet comment.
Haha the dog is hungry 😉 Adorable
Yes. He also got to lick up food my daughter in law spilled. My son says Max has to pay his rent.
Hahaha your son sounds witty 😉 Maybe a writer in the making too?
My middle son is the writer among my three sons. This one is my youngest and an elementary school teacher.
Hahaha! Hahaha! Love… love!
Glad you liked it, Resa. 🙂
The so well chosen & sparseness of your words brings the event into quick sharp focus. Oh so well done.
It also calls to mind an Easter and a collie dog flying over a picnic table snatching a huge ham.
So funny. Had not thought of that incident in years. Thank you .
Thanks to you, too. Flying food and dogs just seem to go together.
I treasure your critique of my writing.