aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, they both said.
I scrolled down to the 2nd and 3rd photos in the post, all puppity loveness, and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwww! they said again.
Then I quite stupidly made the mistake of saying, "I'm going to get to meet those dogs! When I'm in Boston!"
Immediately, Karin's face clouded over and then her lip went out and huge white circles appeared under her eyes as her face went pink and tears threatened. She pushed me slightly. "Fusk!* she said, "Mama, NOT FAIR. I want to meet those dogs. Why don't WE get to go to Boston, too?!" All my sudden flailing and backtracking and apologizing and explaining was completely rebuffed. I am totally in the doghouse with my daughter.
I promised both of them lots of dog pictures from my visit, special just for them, but that wasn't good enough. How am I going to make it up to my dog-starved girl?
Gallons of Red Wine Birthday Wishes to the Great Miss Doxie!