Like this one.
I always thought my mother disliked dogs and all other creatures great and small. Yet there she is, standing next to Flooki, her cousin’s dog, bold as anything. She is even, if I’m not mistaken, touching him (or her).
How cute are those matching outfits? How cute is that poodle?
Does anyone have any idea what Flooki might mean and whether it’s a masculine or feminine word?
I was going to write that there is no connection between Flooki and Sigmund Freud, but then I remembered: My mother said that her cousin Stella had been sent to see Freud when she was a young woman because she had a disability, some kind of limp. Her parents apparently hoped that Stella’s physical ailment was psychosomatic.
This seems far-fetched. Freud was very busy and I doubt he would have had time to see every Gretchen, Heinrich and Rudolf who had a limp. Of course, maybe Stella had an in, an uncle who sold meat to Freud.
I don’t think Flooki would have been around by the time Stella was old enough to be sent to see Freud, and patients probably weren’t permitted to bring their dogs. But you never know. I wouldn’t have imagined I’d see my mother, at any age, cozying up to a poodle.