Wordle #1107 – BUDDY
The ceramic standard poodle is just how I remember her: about sixteen inches tall, pastel pink bow, nose pointed toward the sky in a haughty sniff.
“But, Bree said that Froufrou broke during the move, that she couldn’t even glue her back together…”
I wonder whether she replaced the original Froufrou with an identical one. She certainly loved that dang poodle enough to scour the internet for a replica, or even to have a new one made.
But as I lean in for a closer look, I recognize a telltale fleck of black glaze on the dog’s front left paw—it’s unquestionably the same Froufrou. I should know, I had to share a dorm room with the ceramic pooch for a year.
But then why would Bree say Froufrou was broken?
It’s possible that Froufrou had suffered only a slight crack or chip and Bree had overreacted about it being unfixable. She does tend to create drama like that, after all.
I carefully pick up Froufrou, turning her every which way, inspecting the smooth white ceramic for any signs of damage. Lola jumps at my leg, whining.
“Not now, buddy,” I admonish Lola when she nearly makes me drop Froufrou and break her for real.
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