Hello friends. It's been a while since I've posted last because I've had a lot on my mind. After plenty of consideration I've decided to close up shop by the end of January. For the past several years I have focused lots of money, time and energy on my jewelry. I don't have the resources or the time now to devote to a business, so I've instead begun to focus on saving money for travels and moving expenses and on further developing my writing career.
I'll have a closing sale after Christmas, so if you're looking to spend some gift money, it'll go far in the Petite Minx shop. This blog will remain active after January, so do continue to stop by and say "hi." I've enjoyed our interactions, my friendly readers. That being said, I'll move on to introduce you to my cute little fur babies.
"I think the mailman's at the door. You should go check," Lulu.This is our Boston terrier Lulu -- mine and Trey's second "child." She's super hyper but also has a gentle spirit that shines through at the sweetest times, like when she met our 1-year-old nephew recently. I guess we shouldn't have been surprised by that since she treats her stuffed toys like they're her babies.
"How indecent," Lulu.As you might have noticed, Lulu is well behaved when getting a bath, which is odd because she's the proverbial "bull in a china shop" most of the time. Our little stinker also is a connoisseur of the finer things in life, meaning she will inhale anything that resembles food and no food is off limits. Raw onions, nuts, bell peppers, apples, carrots, fresh green beans -- name it. She'll eat it. For that reason, she's my little "helper" in the kitchen while I cook. I never have to sweep afterward.
"I'd rather be stinky," Peanut.And this little cutie -- a Cheweenie (part dachshund, part chihuahua) is Peanut, our first "baby." Four years ago Trey and I rescued her from neglectful owners. She was a true peanut then, fitting perfectly into the palm of Trey's hand. Probably because of her sad beginning, she is the most docile little thing when it comes to interacting with us and others. This makes her the best cuddly-wuddly little lap dog.
"I will destroy you, toy," (Godzilla) Peanut.But with her toys she's a killer -- a king, Godzilla of her turf. Otherwise she goes all shaky at the mention of a B-A-T-H, needs puppy Valium when on car rides and like a true child does not like to go to her bed at night. Nevertheless, like Lulu, she's very obedient.
These two give Trey and I plenty to laugh about every day. I hope people who bought pets for Christmas this year got an animal from a shelter. Half breeds often make the best pets, and it's always a good thing to give an animal who might not otherwise find a home a good life. Check out a column I wrote for other
reasons to adopt a shelter pet.
A corner in an ideal living room.
The kitchen. Upper cabinets might be in order. They'd be white with frosted glass fronts and lit from the interiors.
The bedroom, though I'd like to replace the table with a couple of comfy yet sleek armchairs.
This is the perfect back yard. I wouldn't be able to kill anything, as it requires little care.
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