The lazy blogger will, every once in a while, republish an old post and be done with it. Alpha and I had forgotten this ever happened, and when we saw it show up on the "You Might Like This" link below yesterday's post, it gave us much joy. We thought you might like to read it -- for the first time or the second time -- too. I love my mommy in her very English (dare I say "Yorkshire") newsboy-looking hat and coat, don't you? She's dressed perfectly for walking a Yorkie in Midtown Manhattan, don't you think?
First Published Saturday, December 27, 2008
361. Yelp! I've Been Kidnapped by the Yorkshire Terrierist!
With 20 minutes to spare yesterday, the spontaneous -- some might say impetuous -- action was taken to purchase a JetBlue ticket (the last seat on the plane!), pack a bag, shower (in that order) and speed to the airport to accompany Abigail and Mr. Jefferies back home to New York. OR it could be that I have been kidnapped. By the most terrierful terrier of all. He demands steak and kidney pie and Yorkshire pudding, and perhaps I will be released to go back home on Monday.
Abigail wouldn't let me buy the cheesy tourist photo they took of us. Spoil sport.