Marcus Has A Blankie

Marcus:  Really, Jan, you think this is funny?  Stop laughing!  I can still hear you in the kitchen.

Cyndi:  I think you look cute.  You remind me of one of those pictures of an ancient Egyptian Pharaoh.

 Marcus:  No, this is not any better.  I am not a butterfly.

Cyndi:  I hear you complaining but I haven't heard you saying thank you for the lovely gift.  By the way, how did you rate a special gift all your own?

Marcus:  Stella Rose, Angus, Maggie and their mom think I deserve something special for being such a good boy all the time.

Cyndi:  I hope you don't think anyone is going to believe that.  Why don't you tell the truth? 

Marcus:  Okay, but I like my version better!  She explained it in a blog comment yesterday.  "Dear Marcus, we are so happy you liked your new blankie. We sent that to you to cos mom read a post where you could not find yours. Stella Rose"

Cyndi:  She must mean the post where you were wailing about losing your blankie.  (Since I Lost My Blankie)   But you didn't lose your blankie, you lost your bedding - except you were sleeping on it at the time.  So, actually, you got a new blankie under false pretenses.

Marcus:  That's okay, I still love it, just not when Jan makes me pose wearing it.  Thank you so much to the Three Little Pugs for giving me such a nice blankie of my own. It was a nice surprise.

Cyndi:  It worked for you.  Do you think it would work for me?  I guess it won't hurt to try.  I really loved my nip nanner and I really miss it.

Marcus:  You never had a nip nanner! 

Cyndi:  You never had a blankie either!