(door opens somewhere around the globe)
"ummm, yes? can i help you?" enquires a dearest reader
"good afternoon to you, my name is used dog and this is little olive. we are here today on behalf of Tif..."
"Tif, you may perhaps know her as dottie angel?"
"ah yes, i've heard of her, not sure how or where though" replies the dearest reader
"perhaps i may enlighten you a little?" encourages used dog
"well, my peas are on the stove so i don't have long... could you make it quick" the dearest reader says whilst glancing back toward the kitchen.
"certainly" continues used dog "i believe you may have stumbled across Tif on her blog at some point. sadly she can not be with us today for she has tres important busy stuff to do like admin, (shudder) and so myself and little olive have volunteered on her behalf to go out and about, meeting dearest readers from her readership list and spreading the word"
"well that's very lovely and all, but what have i got to do with it" the dearest reader asks
"aaah, yes well...
i was just getting to the very point of my visit. it would appear that Tif has been nominated for a prestigious award.
she was rather flattered, and most blushing when she received notice of this turn of events"
(a pause whilst used dog gets a drink of water, clears her throat, reprimands little olive for eating too many pine cones in the dearest reader's yard and then continues)
"and so it would appear Tif has hidden behind her admin duties and is leaving it up to me and little olive to go to each and every doorstep of her dearest readers asking them most kindly, if it isn't too much trouble that is, if they perhaps would care to cast their vote in her direction"
"well, let me think a minute whilst i turn the peas down"
the dearest reader heads to the kitchen whilst used dog lingers on the doorstep adjusting her natty little badge saying 'vote for me pretty please'
on returning to her doorstep the dearest reader announces
"well i suppose i could, although i don't really remember much about Tif or what she looks like?"
"perhaps this lovely 7 x 5 color flyer of Tif and her natty little badge, will help you recall?" offers used dog
"oooh yes! i remember her, quite the most batty one isn't she? half the time i don't know what she's going on about, stands on stools a lot, ummm... oh, but that's a lovely picture, do i get to keep it?"
"why of course you do! and of course, it would be most delightful to know if you are perhaps considering casting your vote in Tif's direction" sighs used dog, thinking this was all going to take rather a long time if this was how each visit was going to go
"well yes! if i get to keep the picture and perhaps your nice little badge, you can definitely have my vote... plus i do recall, i like a few of her crafts and she does make me chuckle from time to time" the dearest reader remarks
"that is marvelous" used dog exclaims whilst unpinning her badge, "i shall mark you down as a 'yes' upon my very lovely 'dottie angeled' clip board, and bid you a lovely peachy day" to which used dog turns, calls over to little olive whom it would appear had spent most of the time relandscaping the dearest reader's front yard and heads off to the next unsuspecting dearest reader's dwelling.
they are thanking you most kindly for considering her ~ Tif, used dog and little olive