Sunday, October 22, 2006
Some of the stuff I just made a judgment call on and removed and bagged to pass on to a friend for her daughter. About others I announced, "This doesn't fit you anymore."
My daughter piped up, "Oh yes it does." And she proceeded to put it on over whatever she dressed in this morning.
This scene kept repeating itself with each new item of clothing that I held up for inspection. "Oh yes it does." Another article of clothing went on.
After a few minutes my daughter was wearing a short sleeved sweater, under a turtleneck sweater, with a vest on top, and a housecoat on top of that, and a summer dress over her pants.
Talk about the layered look... Talk about trying to convince me to keep her stuff... Talk about a creative way to argue one's point....
Talk about a fashion sense...
Notice the "before" pic of me, taken almost a year ago, before Pearl and the family even considered getting another dog.
But it was this pic that drew them in. I was still Snoopy in that period of my life.
Since the family got me in January, I'm now known as Max.
Yay, Pearl finally posted a recent picture of me. I threatened to pee on her Persian rug if she didn't!
She got a new camera phone, took some pics and took longer to try to figure out how to download them to her computer and then on to her [really cool] blog.
Aren't I cute? I can hear you saying "Poo, Poo, Poo" as opposed to the more familiar Jewish "Pu, Pu, Pu"...but that's okay, 'cause I am a shih-poo after all, and sometime ago, Pearl blogged about me after taking me for a late-night walk one day and announced that I'm not really a shih-poo, but rather a three-poo. Guess you figured that out, too!
So...was I worth the wait? Talk about puppy dog eyes...