Bella's Bath Day...

OK, If you do not own a dog, you are missing out.

This little ball of fur is my all time sweetest dog ever. Actually she is an almost human dog. The joys she brings to my world ever single day are many... Yes, I do pick up her poop, so I guess it is more like we are her people pets and she is really the boss, and I am perfectly OK with that.

I have never let one of my four children sleep in my bed but Bella well, she is special. This is what happens when all your children are almost grown. It is slightly sickening. I talk to her, hold her in my lap when I work, take her on 3-5 walks a day, give her treats, comb her hair, take her to doctor, doggie beauty salon and her cuts cost about as much as mine! She has special shampoo, drinks bottled water, and has special food you can't buy at the grocery store.

This ain't no dingo....

I paid 4,000 Qatar Riyals for her which is more than some people make in a year over here. My little houseboy Jacko asked me how much? How much? five times and I was too embarrassed to tell the truth, but I finally told him... So he doesn't call her Bella, he calls her "Four thousand!" (That is equal to about $1000 USD the price of all of our dogs in our entire lifetime combined and then some....)

Just call me Paris.

Although I do not own a Louis Vuitton purse to carry her in and I have not bought any Ed Hardy clothing, but have been tempted to see if they make little booties for her feet when the sidewalks are so hot she can't go outside during the daytime.

I can't help myself. Ashlynn is almost 18, I do not have to bathe her, dress her, feed her anymore. She is just about done with me. As I write this, she is in her room filing out College applications, (or facebook):)

A little dog is much better than the alternative, another child...

So until I am a grandma, which I am still working on the cutest word in the dictionary for my grandkids to call me... "hoochie mamma", and "Dude" is what I am thinking now, I am going to spoil my little fur ball rotten...and pretend I am needed as a mommy again...

If I could just teach her how to do Photoshop.....

Kids grow up, I don't think anyone warned me about that part. I've been so preoccupied and overwhelmed on how to raise them that I didn't realized it was only for a short moment of your life. Blink and it's over....

So for now, I will sit on every bleacher at every Volleyball and Tennis game, work the concession stand, be present at every parent function, bake cookies, join Graduation committees, and encourage the college application process, only to know that before long I will be sitting alone at home with my dog on my lap...

Be nice to your furry friends they don't leave home....
Sher