Sweater: Ross ($7!) / Skirt: YesStyle / Boots: Ugg / Belt: UO / Tights: WalMart / Earrings: Gabes (Monet) / Necklace: Ruche / Bracelets: Christmas Gift (J Crew)
This afternoon, as the Husband and I moved towards the door to go snap these shots, the Hound eagerly followed, thinking she was getting another walk. The Husband, a bit annoyed since she'd just been out, told her to get out of the way and motioned for her to move. She bowed her head, put her tail between her legs, and slank away with a hurt expression.
Then, of course, the Husband felt bad. So he made a cozy nest of her favorite fuzzy blanket, put her in it, and got one of her favorite treats, a dried piece of yam wrapped in chicken jerky.
I've never seen her turn down one of these. Ever. But that's just what she did. She wouldn't take it, so he placed it before her and she didn't even sniff it. Not one tiny whiff. She just stared with the most woefully forlorn look you've ever seen.
Absolutely heartbreaking.
He patted and reassured her that she wasn't in trouble, but she still wouldn't take the treat. I told him she must be sick. She hadn't eaten her food that morning, and her tummy had been grumbling. Yes, that was it. She must be terribly ill. So we caressed and coddled her, trying to get her to lie down or try bits of the treat, to no avail.
Then, feeling bad that she was obviously not well and had wanted to go outside, we realized that perhaps she needed to go out again, so he said, "Okay, let's go," and motioned for her to come.
And at that sign of surrender, she picked up the treat, trotted to the door, tail wagging happily, and gulped it down before jumping up to have her leash attached. Booyah, suckers!
What should've been a 2 minute trip outside for us turned into a treat and a walk for her. So there you have example #935 of how Slurpee has cunningly achieved virtual carte blanche* in our home.
Oh my. We're in for some serious trouble when kids enter the picture.
P.S. The Husband calls this my Pancho Villa outfit. Mexican revolutionary references aside, it's not my favorite outfit, but it was quite a cozy church ensemble on such a blustery day.
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*Carte blanche = the license to do whatever she wants (i.e.: have her way)
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6 comments:
Oooh, I love that purple skirt!
cute outfit, i love the color of that skirt!
-marie
I actually like this outfit a lot. I think maybe the only issue is proportions, but the purple skirt with that great sweater is just a perfect combo.
Thanks everyone! Gracey- I totally agree about the proportions. That skirt's actually a bit large for me, causing it to hang too low on my waist. If I weren't so cheap and lazy I'd get it tailored, and then perhaps it would work better :)
Your pup is so cute! What funny little conniving skills she has! My dog knows how to play us, too. She tries to get us to double feed her all the time. :)
Oh my goodness, that's so funny because Slurpee does that exact same thing! If Scott gets home before me and feeds her, she'll act like she hasn't been fed when I get home and lead me straight to her food bowl!
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