Hi everybody! Most of you have met my brother Auggie, aka Little Blonde Thing.
|Little Blonde Thing.|
Well, I have something to tell ya'll about him.....You wanna know?.........You sure.........? Okay, I'll tell you...
He cross dresses!*
He would be so embarrassed if he saw this post BOL! Seriously though, he STEALS my clothes!!! My dresses, shirts, bandanas, necklaces, ribbons and even my COLLAR! You don't mess with girl's wardrobe. Not if you wanna live, or at least not if you don't want to have your dirtiest secret laid out for all of Blogville to see, curtsey of you diabolical sister i.e. ME!
As soon as my wardrobe is open he dashes forward, whining and shoving to get at MY clothes! Then, when Mom has the audacity to oblige his cross dressing ways, he stands perfectly still to have the clothes put on. Let me tell you this: I am a very petite girl. He is not (petite that is, it's getting a little fuzzy on the girl thing).
So if you think about trying on MY clothes again, Auggie, reread this post!
Kisses and Tail Wags,
The Vengeful Dachshund Nola
*As with everything about me, this post must be taken with a grain of salt. I don't mean to offend anyone but my brother.
|ME with some of MY clothes|
|HEY BUDDY! That's MY dress! I know a cop (that's you Sarge), I'll have you arrested for theft, harassment and impersonating royalty!|
|Don't just stand there Mom! DO something!|
|Great. The third sister I always wanted.|
|I must wear it in an attempt to shrink it back to my tiny size|