Thanks for sharing her with us--I'm in stitches at this wonderful mental image of Mae Mae spitting out fake flowers and then making her exit, stage left! I wonder if the Bridge is ready for what's now on their doorstep?
Run free pretty one and enjoy all the rides you want.
Two years already? Seens like it was last month I was crying at work reading your message. I so loved your description of a Fudgie fly-by (or not-so-much "by") . . . . seems to me the words were "like a giraffe on crack".
Hugs to you.