January  2 - Bad dog!

Actually, he's a super fucking amazing dog.  And, well I bought him a new little studded black leather collar the other day, it was a bargain and I couldn't resist it, just 10 dollars after taxes.  Wolfe could have made one cheaper, I know, but I'm impatient! I want it now!

When he's all grown up we'll make him a really amazing wide one with big pointy studs, why? Why not!  I think he suits all that black leather and shiny metal, I do.  

The store we bought it at is fantastic, Sophie's Pet Palace, I think Iggy is going to think all beautiful pug girls are named Sophie or some variation there of, and are rolling in the doggie goods.  Sure enough, the lovely lady that owns this pet store has a pug named Sophie, and is a pug fanatic, and we got showered with love and devotion when we went to buy a collar, since Iggy was out shopping too.  She was not at all snobby about him being half Boston Terrier, and thought he was adorable, she took a few photos to snap on her pug wall of pictures (she has a wall for 'other' dogs, but Iggy will be honored with a place on the pug wall).  She also gave us a pug privilege discount card, as all pugs receive 10% off.  We had a blast, we wanted to buy everything in the store.  We settled for a 10 dollar collar though.

She suggested that we throw a puppy shower, and that way maybe I'll get given some of the things Iggy needs, and it would make for a fun party.  I'm considering the possibility.  Hmmm... who to invite?

There are two big local pug appreciation groups, and they have all kinds of events, so I asked her about them, whether he would be welcome even though he wasn't technically a pug, and she said that at things like their annual pug picnic, he'd be more than accepted.

So, I've become pug crazed.  And tonight, looking at him in his handsome little collar, thinking, what the butch little leather puppy he is, I made him a leather hat with chain trim to match the collar.  Oh dear.  What is becoming of me?  Out came the leather scraps, and the glue gun, and some light aluminum chain, all from my craft boxes, some black elastic to hold it on, and a few minutes of cutting and gluing later, and he's running around like a cross between a leather Daddy and a French Lieutenant.  I'd swear if I had a design for it, he'd have a little leather slicker to match right now.  They have such things in Sophie's Pet Palace,  but the price is out of our league, I'm pretty sure though the very affable owner would let me sketch some designs looking at some things in her store... grrrr! 

No one in the neighborhood will find the taste in dog clothes out of place, here in the East End, also known as the land of lesbians, one sees all kinds of people in leather duds.  That he's wearing clothes, maybe a little odd, but that it's a little butch looking, that will go down just fine. 

So as you can see from the pics, he doesn't mind his hat at all, and as usual, when I'm working away on the computer, he wants to help me type, or at least snooze with a paw on the board to lend out a hand.

I've heard that pugs are very social, very much into being with their people, and that they enjoy wearing costumes, clothes, and generally goofing off, so far, every word I've heard, seems to be true.

He also seems to love the water, because whenever I have a bath, he begs to get in too.  He's had five since I got him just three weeks ago, if I don't carry him in with me, he complains miserably and tries to climb the side, though it's much to high.  It's not just that he's dependent, because he does his own thing frequently with no problem, it seems, he just really enjoys the bath.  Or maybe it's the wrestle-drying towel tug tumble that happens afterwards.

Been working behind the scenes on getting some galleries ready for the sites, and we should have a whack of new galleries in the next little bit.  

Ciao for now, 

XO
Katt 

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