With Apologies to Monsieur Toceau

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When I told Taco that I had figured out what the awful smell in my sewing room was, I demanded that he show me just where he had answered Nature’s call. Taco looked at me with that Clint Eastwood glare of his and said, “Smell of your dog.” 

Oh Lordy! Taco was right. That overwhelming stench was emanating from Skipper, who had been lying at my feet all the time I had been in the sewing room. Apparently the dog had rolled in something unseemly in the back yard. I have cleaned him with his waterless shampoo and sprayed him down with doggie deodorant. He’s better, but he could use a water bath, which I will have to take him to the groomer to get. 

Again, Taco, I’m sorry for accusing you. I should have known you would never defile my sewing room, knowing how much I love it.

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This is what I was talking about in reference to putting the border Friendship Stars only on the corners of the border. Maybe all four corners, or maybe just in two opposite diagonal corners. But I have just about decided to do the entire border with the little (6”) stars blocks. I really like them, and they’re fun and easy to make. If Skipper would allow me more time in the sewing room, I could get them all done in a couple of days. I need 35 more to do the entire border.

I bought a cheap pillow at Wal-Mart and used one of my thrift store pillow cases to make Skipper a bed for the sewing room so he could relax and leave me alone. He hopped on his bed, turned around a few time, jumped off and started barking at me to make me go with him downstairs. There is something about the second floor of my house that Skipper does not like. Maybe I have a second floor ghost. Who knows? 

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On 08/02/2017, Sheryl Colle said ...

It was just yesterday that our rat terrier, Annie, did the exact same thing - found something stinky in the backyard and rolled in it. I saw it on her as soon as she came in the back door. She got in it GOOD! Or BAD, as this was the case. It was dried on her shoulder, her neck, and on her head behind her ear. And there was no budging it with a wet towel!! This was going to require a full fledged bath!! And that is just exactly what she got. She is not at all fond of baths. Rat terriers seldom need baths because they clean themselves like cats. But there was no getting out of this one. I wonder what causes animals to roll in stinky stuff????? With such sensitive noses, you would think they would steer clear of messes like that! Boggles my mind!

On 08/05/2017, Julia said ...

And my wire fox terrier too, must be the season for it! Has Taco forgiven you yet?

On 08/05/2017, Dolores Tanner said ...

Poor, sweet Taco.... bad Skipper.....
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