Daisy's Bling Bling.....

There are some days during my recent life where I wonder; what would of it been like to have children, and I often speculate weather or not I would have been a good mother.

Today is one of those days that I got some insight to that particular question...

My friend Susan gave me two dogie designer t-shirts for Daisy and Pinkerton. Both shirts are black with white rhinestones that say "Bling Bling", how cute right?

Its cold here today, so I thought this might be a good time to put on the new outfits to help them stay warm, plus I thought I would take some pictures and show off their new gift to Susan as gratitude.

First, I slipped on Pinky's. He of course just laid there and let me have my way, as he looked adoringly into my my eyes, because I can do no wrong according to Pinky, I am his love object.

Then it was Daisy's turn....she had been sleeping in one of the twenty five dog beds that I have around the house, so maybe this was was not a good time, but I was determined that I would have a matched pair.

I slipped one paw through the hole. ..and then wait, ....was that a growl I heard?

No way I said to myself, not my sweet Daisy Girl. I continued on with the other paw, and then she let out a giant ferocious mean spirited roar!

I was shocked as you might imagine. I looked at her and I said;

"Daisy, BAD GIRL",

I stared her down as I put her head down into submission, that'll do the tick I thought to myself.

In the mean time poor Pinkerton is cringing in fear and horrified at this nasty exchange.

Then I went to put the T-shirt over her head, and she then once again snarled at me with all her little front teeth bared and her eyes glaring at me....her provider.

I sat there, this was shocking.

Once again I sternly reprimanded her, calling her a "VERY BAD GIRL" ....

I held her head down even longer, but that didn't work either because the entire time I was finishing putting on the t-shirt, she continued to give me some giant attitude.

So what are the spiritual ramifications of this incident? Here are my thoughts on the matter;

1) I am this families low man on the dog pack ladder.

2) Daisy is just striking out from her beating she took from Bad Dog Chico Martini.

3) Its the nasty chihuahua genetic makeup causing her to lash out.

4) Girl dogs are just bitches.


All that love and devotion, and what do they do, they turn around and growl at you!