Maize

We do not take you on nearly enough walks. I forget to feed you until you stand still at your bowl for several minutes and I realize that you are hungry. You bark way too much and we yell at you and strap a citronella collar on your neck as a reminder of your manners. You jump up on the couch and on the beds and we make you get off. But sometimes we don't. We got you a prescription for Xanax to help calm your nerves during your grooming sessions. You're welcome. We cannot leave your sight in public or you become wrought with worry and panic. Some days I am your best friend, other days you favor Andrew, and very often you will not leave Elle's side. George who? you may ask, but you will realize that he lives here too in a few short months (weeks, days) when he begins pulling your hair and poking your eyes. You love us so much. And Maizie, we love you too.

Happy 4th Birthday to our best friend!