Every year, my mother (affectionately known as "Dawgma" around here) and I do her birthday/Mother's Day shopping at our local annual fair. So what does Dawgma want to buy in celebration of Mother's Day and of her 60th birthday? Does she, perhaps, want a new piece or two of jewelry? Does she want some intricately-carved woodwork? Some new cushions for the lawn furniture we don't have? A new wind chime to hang up on the back porch? A beautiful plant? Or maybe she wants to spend all of her money at the fudge booth (which would, of course, be perfectly understandable).
Maybe an ordinary mother would want those things, and nothing whatsoever is wrong with any of those options. My mother, however, is different--which is hardly surprising given that I'm a bit different myself
I mean, I write Bulldog poetry, for Munson's sake. In fact, some of those options were on the table as we began our shopping walk around the square. Little did we know that we would find Dawgma's special presents quickly--at a booth that was, surprisingly, selling the right type of merchandise to suit both of our tastes.
She wanted to share this picture with you today because 'MURRICA! I mean, what's more patriotic than two hand-painted Bulldog lawn ornaments and my trusty concrete bulldog posed in front of the American flag? So happy 60th birthday, Mom (and, yes, she did say I could give her age), and happy Memorial Day to all.