Mom was cleaning up my bathroom this weekend (the backyard), and I decided to join her and do a little sun bathing while she worked diligently. She was really into what she was doing, so she barely took notice of me. I soon drifted off into a short nap, and when I awoke I saw my mom was staring at me from the other end of the bathroom with a weird look on her face.
She was staring at the collar I had on. Dad has recently been cleaning out his storage and each day, he brings home trinkets from our past that has been in storage for around 3 years. Today, he had brought home my genuine Coach Collar that mom had bought eons ago, and he even took the liberty to put it on me without mom noticing!
The collar brought a smile to her face.
She started to talk to me. "I remember when I bought this for you! You were too little to even wear it, and I was afraid that I had bought the wrong size, but it was the only size available at the time. Anyway, you shouldn't be wearing that. It's only for special occasions."
Then mom proceeded to ramble instead of cleaning my bathroom.
"You have nothing to be jealous about with those fru-fru dogs and their rhinestone collars!" I have no idea what she meant. I'm not jealous of them. They're scared of me.
"Oh look at you! How is it that you own a Coach collar, and I don't even own a Coach bag?" Can I help it if she thinks of me first? Even with fashion?
Later on that night as I was sleeping on the bed, Dad commented, "Anyone looking at Qori right now, would definitely know that he's a well-kept dog." Once again, I didn't know what he's talking about. Especially since they switched out my usual duck jerky treats, for organic mint and oregano biscuits... yuck!.
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