When I met Momma, one of the first words out of her mouth was budget. Seems she’d overspent and was thinking that she needed to cut back. I have since learned that Momma really can’t – or won’t – cut back on herself so she must find other ways to reduce spending – like on me.
Case in point: When she picked me up in Florida – did she come with a carrier (required by the airlines), collar, leash, toy, or even a treat? She did not. I still cannot believe the breeder let me leave with her. The poor woman was concerned though and threw in a bag of treats and a little blanket just so I’d have something to lie on in the car for our trip to Momma’s friend’s place in Sarasota. I did notice right off the bat, however, that Momma was dressed to the nines – no scrimping there. By the way, shouldn’t I have been restrained in the car with some kind of harness or at least been placed in the backseat to avoid an airbag injury?
I may not have made it through the trip had it not been for Momma’s friend, Rachel. Not only did she have dog food and water, she also had a travel carrier for my trip home to Minni! I could tell Momma was disappointed with it though by the way she keep looking at the case. It was chewed up in a few spots and the zipper was broken. I also noticed that she set pretended it wasn’t hers at the Tampa SkyClub where we had to stop to so she could have wine. Speaking of SkyClub – I wonder how that fits into her budget.
Well the term budget might not apply to Momma, but it sure applies to me. I am only allowed to shop at low end pet stores and then may only buy items on clearance. You should see my coat – not only is it too big, but it is also blue. Hello?? I’m a girl.
Momma did stop at Bone Adventure in Edina (if you are not from Minni, that is the swankiest suburb in the Twin Cities) once to ostensibly “shop” for a coat for me, but she came home empty-handed – if I don’t count the bags she was carrying from Nordstrom.
Momma likes to point out that she got me a new outfit for Christmas, but is a collar really an outfit? Plus, it was so small and chintzy I think it was meant for a cat. And a boy cat at that – it had a bow tie attached.
Momma says not to complain, we’re going to her condo in Florida and that can be my Christmas present. I am going to ask her to drop me off at Rachel’s in Sarasota.
Lina, Looking for a Paw Out