Mrs. Wigglebottom Still Tickles Me, After All These Years

So, this morning, Mrs. Wigglebottom and I both noticed that one of the peonies is open and the same time and we tried to play it all cool like we didn’t care, but we both ran over and I leaned over to smell it and when I did… boink!… I hit my head on her head because she had come in for a sniff, too.  And then, she stood right down-wind from them and closed her eyes and curled back her lips and flared her nostrels and, I swear, it looked like pit bull bliss on her face.

I think she would have stood there all morning, just smelling in the smells.

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