Saturday, September 7, 2019
Mary Frances
Now, this is weird. While I was in the backyard with the girls, the neighbor woman across the street came over to see the pups. She "oo'd" and "ah'd" and we struck up a conversation about the pups. She asked what their names were and I told her, "Mary and Frances" and where the name came from. She kind of took a breath then giggled and said, "That's the name of one of our dogs" (they have four dogs of various sizes and shapes). She said it was the name of their littlest (which is the noisiest). I asked which name, Mary or Frances and she said, "Both". Their dog's name is Mary Frances! How surreal is that?
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