Apparently you ordered a gift for me from a place called Harry Barker, which was very nice of you, but I'm sorry to tell you that they sent the wrong thing by mistake!
The box was addressed to me, and there was a card addressed to me, too, but guess what? Inside the box was a terry cloth apron for my mom instead!
As you can see, it does look kind of cute on her, and Dog knows she can use something to keep her clothes clean when she eats, so I'd like to let her keep it, if you don't mind. I know that your note said you were sending me something for my spa days, but honestly, I don't need a thing, and they probably wouldn't let me have any toys or snacks there anyway.
It's the thought that counts, Laurie, and it was really nice of you to think of me. Thank you.
Hugs and Doodle Kisses to you,
PS: (They also sent some poop bags in a little holder that is meant to clip onto something, maybe her fake Coach poop bag carrier. I can't think where else you could clip it.)