In a prior post, I said : " Hm. daddy said momma wore a dog bow tie. Of course there is not one single picture of that. I am offering two slightly used chewies to anyone with said picture... Don't be afraid of her, she is small and I will deal with her... You can stay anonymous."
Well well, Virginia, [Uncle Bob I am keeping you anonymous....wink wink] Here is that illusive picture of momma in a dog collar. Little fuzzy, but I must say well worth two slightly used chewies.
Fiona and Marie, chewies coming your way! Well earned may I say. What? Of course the girls are going to get them before Kip and Toby. That is how it works. GIRLS FIRST.
I will tell momma she needs to pay up and produce the chewies owed. ;)
Next time momma goes on and on about how she is "THE human in charge..."
That pic is coming out. A hooman?
No hooooman wears a dog collar bowtie. Right? Therefore she is not in charge.
Now I shall set about making the most out of this.
Momma, you rock the bow tie collar.
What next? Gonna try and grow a tail???
Like I did not know she always wanted to be a Bichon.
Yuh, the Australian sun hat and the black onesie. That's momma.
I know, I know, but it is her weirdness that makes her endearing. AHA, now let's talk about this great bridge I have that happens to be for sale.
We call it the Gilmerton. Wanna buy it?
[local joke. it's been undergoing repairs for ever and one day....]