And she looks cute with icing on her face, too.
I'm speaking, of course, of the incredibly well-mannered and lovely Bumper, whose visit here was marked with celebratory apple juice and a giganticus sprinkled cupcake, along with bites of cookie. Her eyes went like saucers and her mouth opened wide and she bit right into the frosting - my kind of girl.
And if her delightful company wasn't enough, her mother - Motherbumper - and her grandfather were there too. Swoon.
Lovely, lovely people. Smart people. People I could listen to all day.
But all too soon, the cupcake was gone, the juice finished. Bumper grew tired.
My offers to adopt her (well, her mom could come too) were laughed off, and they prepared to depart.
Hopefully next time we can visit longer. Next time, I'll get the inn to serve bigger cupcakes. MUCH bigger cupcakes.
Bumpers, come back soon!