My Gift to me

My gift to me

My gift to me

MERRY

CHRISTMAS

Wishing everyone a marvelous holiday, no matter what your belief.

Here are some pictures of the gift I gave myself.

He's become my personal shredder

He’s become my personal shredder

His name is Captain Nemo, he’s five months old, a miniature poodle, and he promises to keep me walking every day and to help me think up some new mysteries (or maybe a romance).

Husband babysitter

Husband babysitter

The end

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13 Responses to My Gift to me

  1. Captain Nemo? I like it! Almost as good as Mister Fancypants. I’m saving that one for a future pet. Have a wonderful holiday!

    • Maris SouleMaris Soule says:

      If he had been a she I this Miss Fancypants would have been a good name, just Fancy for short. We’re hoping we can take this boy on the sailboat. Can you imagine him on the bow of a boat with a sailor’s cap on?

  2. Janice Hickly says:

    reminds me of your mother’ Fifi she had and loved.

    • Maris SouleMaris Soule says:

      I thought of that, too, Janice. Mom’s was white. I wasn’t fussy about the color, but I sure hope this little guy calms down and is as sweet as Mom’s was.

  3. Janice Hickly says:

    reminds me of FiFi

  4. Melissa Keir says:

    Congrats on your newest family member. I love having little feet running around the house! I wish you and Captain Nemo all the best!

  5. Diane Burton says:

    He really is cute! Merry Christmas, Maris.

  6. Lucy Kubash says:

    Glad you gifted yourself with your new puppy. What a cute little guy. Merry Christmas to all!

  7. He certainly seems up to the tasks you’ve given him. ‘Walking – no problem.’ ‘Stories ideas – I’m on it!’ Merry Christmas and congratulations to both of you!

  8. Bonnie Alkema says:

    Maris,
    Love your gift and so happy for all 3 of you.

    We had a poodle when the kids were growing up and I still refer to all dogs as Poodsl We also had a fun poster–long gone–announcing Poodles are People, and ours surely was. Bottons always sat on chairs: near the dinner table when we were eating, in the Vet’s office waiting for an appointment, and everywhere else there were chairs.

    Have fun making happy memories.

    Happy New Year,
    Bonnie