Hello, hello Friends! It's me again! Nola's allowed me to post today...she's kind like that ;)
I had plans to
I have four: one is my doula/child birth education business blog, one on our path from home schooling to unschooling, one on having no fear of playing with the house, and one on how to have a better relationship. I do hope that once I share with you all, you will become fans!
Ok! On to the Diva...
As many of you know, I am Nola's gr...gra...grrrrann....oh...(mutters and mumbles, "grandmother....granny....gran...."), Sweetie, whew. That's better! I'm not old enough to be a grandmother. (I really am, but chose to not think of myself as such!). As Nola's Sweetie, I have many duties (heee heee...duties...doodies...see? I'm not mature enough to be a grandma!). My duties (hee hee) include: appropriately fawning over and praising her. Buying her food. Spoiling her. Tucking her in at night. And, assisting DM (Dachshund Mommy) with fashion choices!
Example, DM just bought Diva a new harness and collar. As you know, DM does not have a problem with collars. Or leashes. Or harnesses. Nope. No problem at all. (Ask how many racks she has built with Sugar to hold Nola's collections!! BOL!) (DM: Three, if you're wondering)
DM: Which color for the collar?
Me: Which do you prefer?
DM: IDK...I like them both.
Me: I like lavender.
DM: Will it look good on her?
Me: I'm not sure. Why don't you hold the same color fabric to her and see if you like the shade.
DM: Which color?
Me: Didn't you check colors?
Me: Did you like it?
Me: Then get it!
DM:What about a harness? (sends pic)
DM: She has black.
Me: It goes with everything.
DM: What about pink?
Me: What would go with it?
DM: Well.....what about orange or yellow?
Me: They are very, very...construction zone friendly.
DM: Oh. Good point. You're so smart, Momma.... (I'll tell you the "momma" story sometime!)
This happens a lot here. A LOT! I'm the fashion designer to the stars! Or, rather, the star.... :)
Thanks for tuning in! See you next time!
DM: I'd like it known my mother greatly exaggerates when it comes to my collar "habit". It's not that serious an issue. Even if it
As you can see from the below photos, I have no problem. None. What so ever. Nada. Nothing.
|A mere 15 collars (with one more on the way).|
|"Momma doesn't have a problem!" This picture makes her look fat.|
|6 harnesses (with 2 more on the way). Pitiful.|
|7 leashes (not counting her 25ft training line, retractable leash, hotdog leash and LED leash). Sad.|