Little Things Mean the Most

Dizzie: Welcome back, Boss. We missed you.

Lilly Faye: Thanks, Diz. Catch me up on what's been happening at work while I was at the beach with Frank.

Dizzie: I answered our reader mail, and I ordered office supplies.

Lilly Faye: Office supplies? But we're an Earth-friendly, paperless blog.

Dizzie: True, Boss, but we were out of Oinkies.

Lilly Faye: Hmmm, you're the only one who eats those, Diz.

Dizzie: I know! You'd think a case would last longer.

Alfie Cat: Quit stalling, and tell her the news.

Dizzie: The Pulitzer Prizes were announced...

Lilly Faye: Did we win one? Did we win a Pulitzer?

Dizzie: No, Boss. We didn't win.

Lilly Faye: Oh, after we worked so hard all year-long to make our blog posts informative, entertaining, and uplifting.

Alfie Cat: In fairness to the Pulitzer Prize committee, they don't have a category for blogging poodles.

Lilly Faye: But they hand out Pulitzer Prizes for Public Service Reporting, Commentary, Photography, Fiction, Drama, Criticism...we cover all of that on the blog. I wonder if our movie reviews were even considered?

Dizzie: Sorry, Boss. Maybe next year.

Later that evening...

Ding, dong!

Lilly Faye: Hello, Frank. This is a surprise. Come in.

Mr. Frank: I brought you something, Doll. I made it with my own paws.

Lilly Faye: A pink pearl necklace with a seashell pendant. How romantic!

Mr. Frank: I found that shell on the beach while we were on our date. I wanted you to have a piece of jewelry to mark our special occasion. Look inside the shell. I signed it, Love, Frank.

Lilly Faye: Oh, Frank, it's perfect. It means more to me than a dozen Pulitzer Prizes.

Mr. Frank: I don't know what those are, but I'm glad you like your necklace, Doll. 

SMOOCH!

Romance on the Beach, Part 3

Mr. Frank: Doll, I'm a little shy when it comes to expressing my feelings, but I'm just gonna lay it all on the line.

Mr. Frank: I'm in love with you, and I'm ready for a serious relationship.

Lilly Faye: I'm in love with you, too, Frank.

Mr. Frank: Seriously?

Lilly Faye: Yes. I'm ready to make a commitment.

Some time later, the lovebirds head home...

Lilly Faye: I feel like I left a little piece of my heart on that beach today, Frankie.

Mr. Frank: I think I left something of mine on the beach today, too, Doll.

Lilly Faye: What's that, Frank?

Romance on the Beach, Part 2

Mr. Frank: Doll, this beach is awesome. Thanks for bringing me here.

Lilly Faye: It's one of my favorite places, Frank. I wanted to share it with you.

Lilly Faye: I'm going to put on my swim suit.

Mr. Frank: I can't wait to see you in your bikini, Doll!

Lilly Faye: I'll change behind this rock. No peeking!

Mr. Frank: My eyes are closed.

Lilly Faye: Okay, you can look now.

Mr. Frank: Doll, you take my breath away!

Lilly Faye: Thanks, Frankie. Tee-hee.

Lilly Faye: Aren't you going to change into your swim suit, Frank?

Mr. Frank: Okay. I'll be right back.

Mr. Frank: I hope you like what you see, Doll.

Lilly Faye: Frank, you look so handsome! I love your big, burly shoulders.

Mr. Frank: Thanks, Doll. I've been working out.

Mr. Frank: A place like this really makes a guy think about what he wants out of life.

Lilly Faye: And what is that, Frank?

To be continued!

Romance on the Beach, Part 1

Mr. Frank: You look gorgeous, Doll.

Lilly Faye: Thanks, Frank. You look very handsome, yourself.

Mr. Frank: I brought lunch...shrimp cocktail... fresh salad greens with avocado and cherry tomatoes...and for dessert, lemon poundcake with strawberries and cream.

Lilly Faye: Sounds delicious. I hope you also brought your swim suit.

Mr. Frank: Does that mean we're having our picnic on the beach?

Lilly Faye: You got it. Buckle up!

Vroom!

Mr. Frank: You'd better pull over, Doll. That police cruiser is flashing its lights.

Lilly Faye: He probably just wants my autograph. It happens all the time to famous internet bloggers.

Twenty minutes later...

Mr. Frank: Careless driving, failure to signal, failure to stay in your lane...I can't believe that policeman let you off with just a warning.

Lilly Faye: It's the pearls, Frank. They can't ticket you or arrest you if you're wearing pearls.

Mr. Frank: Where did you hear that?

Lilly Faye: Have you ever seen anyone wearing pearls in a mug shot?

Mr. Frank: No.

Lilly Faye: There you go. That proves it.

Lilly Faye: We're here!

Mr. Frank: Looks like we have the entire beach to ourselves.

Lilly Faye: It's just like in the movie, From Here to Eternity, Frank.

To be continued!