Mother brought home something she refers to as a "greyhound statue."
I think it's clear this magnificent being is far superior to a mere greyhound.
I call her Anif, and she is my deity.
When I counter surf roasted potatoes right out of the pan, it is in service to Anif.
When I speak sharply to my servants, it is because it pleases Anif.
When I attempt to nudge Mother out of the bed at night, it is because Anif told me to.
Anif is watching.
Especially you. She's keeping an eye on you.
You are a DivaFina!
ReplyDeleteMarvelous! We need an Anif here! :-)
ReplyDeleteOoooo! We have an Anif here, outside on the porch. I believe it's time she move into the house!
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Definitely!! Once inside she can keep an eye on your servants. It's better than a nanny cam.
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ReplyDelete*bows down to almighty Anif*
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