So it's been quite awhile since my last post - and I was working on one (really I was!) - problem being that work and some pre-Christmas winter boredom sort of crept in and took over for a little while. Now that I'm almost in the pre-Christmas panic/frenzy that I've grown accustomed to over the past few years I figured it was time to get back at this!
Tara, my friend's sweet whippet girl who stayed with us for a few days, was a lovely guest and fit in very well with my 2 whippets. It's been so much fun watching her and my girl, "Becca", whippet wrestling in a really friendly fashion - no drama at all.
Tara proved to be just a delight to have around the house. And very much a girl. Her rain/winter coat (whippets have very little body fat and a thin single-layer coat so outerwear is very necessary when it become "mitt" weather for me) was made with a gorgeous purple outside covering, but it was the lining that had me entranced! The coat was lined with a lovely soft light brown plush material that reminded me of real mink. Or at the very least, sheared beaver. I briefly shopped for fur in my Northern past and it made an impression - the materials are gorgeous! Tara, being predominantly white, made quite a striking picture when I had her out for walks. She and Becca were walked together and the 2 girls in their purple coats were quite a pair when we were out and about. I must admit I did feel a bit self-conscious on the days I had brought along the lavender-scented, purple in colour, "poo" bags!! It actually got to me so I did switch over to the lime green bags that I have.
Tara has been back home with her human mommy and her whippet house-mate Nike for a little while now and I know Becca missed having Tara around the house for the first few days.
So as of two days ago Becca came into "season" and I had to dig out her lovely panties for "that special time". Now the reason that Becca has to wear panties during this "special girl time" is the fact that our family room is carpeted and the dog furniture is covered with cloth fabric. And no amount of blankies over the furniture can keep the whippets from digging little nests right down to the cloth covering, thereby exposing the furniture to, well, Becca. Anyway, so this morning the dogs are shoved outside (whippets really don't like the cold) and I figured they'd taken care of all business. Becca was allowed back in, panties put on, and I could turn to my laptop. BUT NO!! Somethng caught my attention and I was treated to a lovely image of Becca scooting around the kitchen/family room with a "full diaper" look to her and her bottom end. Ah yes, someone didn't take care of all of her business outside so guess who did! That's right . . . me!
I'm just hoping that is the most drama that comes my way this week!