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20 Friday Sep 2013

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Asscher, dogs, Dragon, hiking, Morgan, Riggins, runyon, smell, soap

image (22)I really wish this was a smell-o-vision blog post.  I really need you to fully understand how badly I stink (or stank, to be more specific).  Last night after Bar Method class (where I sweat like it’s my job) I came home and did some chores.  Finally I drug myself into the shower only to find I was out of body wash.  Kind of a relief really.  I had taken a shower earlier in the day and how clean can a person be?  I did a quick rinse and got ready for bed.  This morning I woke up and put on my hiking gear and headed up Runyon with the dogs.  Looking back I realize I missed the step where you put on deodorant.  When Dragon showed up he immediately peed on me.  I guess he owns me now.  I changed my hiking pants but really just toweled off the pee.  I was going to Runyon where the entire hill smells like dog pee.  I’d fit right in.  After a long and sweaty hike, which included me getting down on my knees in dirt and filth to get pictures of the puppers I headed back to the car.  Instead of immediately heading home to take a shower I went downtown to the Paws/LA headquarters to drop off some donated art for their fundraiser.  When I was finally heading back home it hit me.  I smelled.  Not good.  I smelled BAD.  It was somewhat amazing.  I’m shocked the dogs would even come near me.  Once home I ran in and took a shower using shampoo as body wash.  A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.  I rarely use perfume and never do if I’m just at home alone, but I felt it necessary to spray a mist of vanilla scent on before getting dressed again.  Whooo weeeee.  Smeeeellly.

Since I can’t take pictures of my smell and technology has yet to allow me to send a horrific scent to you via blog post you will have to settle of adorable pictures of the dogs from this week.  Enjoy!  Pictured:  Riggins (you know him), Asscher (golden retriever), Morgan (poodle), and Dragon (schnauzer)

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Dogs Rule

17 Tuesday Sep 2013

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Asscher, dogs, Dragon, Kona, Lousy, Riggins

RIGGINS - photo by Lori Fusaro

RIGGINS – photo by Lori Fusaro

Over the past few days I’ve come to accept something you may have already known. I’m a speciest. That’s like a racist or sexist but for species. Specifically I like dogs WAY better than people and hold them to much different standards. It’s kinda like when one of your “friends” posts something on Facebook and you think, “OMG what a looser … so annoying.” Then another friend posts something similar a few minutes later and you happily give it a “thumbs up” simply because of who they are. Let me give you a few dog vs. human examples:

Jax, like many dogs I watch, follows me around the house. If I move, he moves. I love it. I feel like Snow White being helped by her adoring animal friends. If a guy I was dating did that I’d last about 10 minutes before doing a pivot turn meeting him nose to nose and scream “stop being so clingy you freak!”

ASSCHER

ASSCHER

Riggins has very specific sleeping rules. He tends to fall asleep by himself and then wanting to come up and be with me on my bed in the early morning hours. Instead of just coming on up and helping himself to a pillow he stands by my bed puts his head and chin on the mattress and cries until I wake up. I then must get out of bed for him to be able to jump up and decide on his placement before I get to lie back down again. I do this all with nothing but love in my heart for him. I once wanted to punch my boyfriend in the face because he would set the alarm and then hit snooze about 5 times before getting up … all before I had to rise and shine.

I was driving home from a hike a few weeks ago and saw a man masturbating on someone’s front lawn. A very nice front lawn to a very expensive house. I was in awe. How could that be happening? A human couldn’t possibly be so disgusting. Yet there he was, humping the ground. I was horrified. The other day I wanted to take Asscher’s picture when she got that look at her eye and I couldn’t stop her from jumping up on me and humping away at my leg. I just giggled and pushed her off with an, “Oh Asscher … you are so silly.”

Asscher sometimes doesn’t want to hike. Just yesterday we were heading off just a few feet from the trail head and she stopped. She wasn’t moving. “Okay,” I said gleefully, “we will go to the dog park. Crazy dog! I love you!” If I went hiking with my nephew and he stopped hiking and sat down pouting he’d get a stern talking to and be dragged the rest of the way until he shaped up.

KONA!

KONA!

One night my neighbors little dog was howling and howling. I felt so bad for the poor little thing. Obviously his owner was being horrible neglective of his needs. I didn’t even think to get angry at the dog. It was all the owners fault … without a doubt. (This love for animals didn’t include the rooster this same neighbor once owned. Every morning, multiple times each morning, I’d threaten to kill it and eat that obnoxious bird for breakfast.)

When Lousy wants to crawl up on my lap while I’m typing or Dragon wants to chill out under my desk I’m happy to let them. If a child did that I’d suggest they were being creepy and tell them to go outside and play like normal children.

Kona loved to give me kisses and will happily lick me all over. If you came over and did that too me I’d slap you and immediately take a Silkwood shower to wash off your crazy.

LOUSY

LOUSY

When I’m eating Riggins will sit next to me and take bites off my fork that I happily hold for him (since he has no hands). I would NEVER feed you off my folk. First of all that’s weird and secondly I don’t want your spit on my folk.

So you see. The obvious conclusion is I dislike humans as a species. At least when compared to dogs. (Not all humans of course there are a few exceptions to the rule. A very few exceptions.)

DOGS RULE …. HUMANS DROOL (well dogs do too but when they do it it’s super cute)

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I Get Knocked Down …

10 Tuesday Sep 2013

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Asscher, dogs, dogsitting, hiking, Riggins

You guys … I’m a clutz.  It’s pretty shocking that I (knock on wood) haven’t caused myself serious injury.  Although I did give myself a concussion that one time.  That was pretty bad.  Other than that none of my bumps and falls have caused me to have to go to the emergency room.  I think I just go “rag doll” when I start to lose my balance and just drop.  That must save me from getting really hurt.  I’m in no way a hero.   I don’t teeter around and eventually stand back up right with a heavy sigh.  Nope.  I falter and DROP.  Sometimes for no reason at all.

image (12)Yesterday while hiking with the dogs I had them both off leash as we crisscrossed over a stream (pretty dried up stream due to the hell like weather we have been having).  It takes everything I’ve got to stay upright jumping from rock to rock.  Hanging on to dog leashes makes it nearly impossible.  Plus it is safer for both the dogs and me to just take care of ourselves.  Because they are off leash I try to be very conscious of the other hikers as some, gasp, are afraid of dogs.  Heading back from our hike to the waterfall I saw a guy coming toward us.  At first he seemed cool and Asscher (golden retriever) bounced right by him.  Then the dude saw Riggins and FROZE.  People are often afraid of Riggins.  It’s understandable.  He is scary black with big teeth.  His face has actually gotten more angular with age so his head almost has a Doberman look to him when his ears are sticking up.  Add the fact that part of one of his ears has been bitten off and you have got a mean looking dog on your hands.  Now you and I know Riggins is a lover not a fighter but if you don’t know that I can see how you would be hesitant.  To make matters worse Riggins is VERY sensitive to others around him so if you are afraid, he is afraid, and that makes him growl, and that makes him scarier!  I grabbed Riggins and was pushing him to my side so I could hold him away from the guy as he passed us.  I was about to say I had him and the guy was fine to pass when I went down mid-sentence.  I had been standing on a rock and just lost my footing.  I fell full butt on the rock I was standing on and then slid down to the ground.  It wasn’t a big rock but big enough for a little slide to make my fall even more dramatic.  The poor hiker had to get over his Riggins fear to run over and help me up.  I thought that was pretty nice of him.  I’ve fallen in my neighborhood with Riggins at my side and everyone just stared at me.

If you are counting, and why wouldn’t you be, that is the second time in less than a week that I’ve fallen down and someone had to come to my rescue.  Sigh.

photo (9)I have a real nice bruise on my butt.  I wanted to show you a picture but honestly it doesn’t look bad enough.  Considering the pain I’m in my entire right cheek should be black and blue.  I did text the pic to a few people to get sympathy, so if you got the butt pic consider yourself a good friend!  I had to tell my Bar Method teacher I bruised my bum before class today so she would understand if I did some modifications to the moves.  Embarrassing!

My left butt cheek is permanently misshapen due to a fall during a hike years ago.  It is oddly pointy.  People say that isn’t true but to those people I suggest they aren’t looking closely enough at my butt.  I was kinda hoping this fall would smush it back into place.  No such luck.  Maybe next time.  And we all know there will be a next time!

(Since I’m not sharing a butt picture I’m posting cutie pictures of Riggins and Asscher over our last two days of adventures.)

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More Unnecessary Tutorials – Birds and Shoes

09 Monday Sep 2013

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Asscher, ballerina slippers, bar method, bird cage, crafts

photo (9)In an effort to share some “how-tos” with you I’ve come to the conclusion that I do some really easy things that don’t need explaining.  Oh well … perhaps you got dropped on the head as a child and can’t figure these things out on your own and this blog is where you go for such obvious tutorials.   If that is true … read on …

Birdie Cage – Years ago I saw the most marvelous thing on Etsy.   A very talented woman had handmade bird cages with tons of colorful birds in it.  I NEEDED one to hang in my living room.  Alas her bird cages were actually hanging lights and I didn’t need the light part.  (They looked something, and yet nothing, like this – click here.  The woman I had seen years ago doesn’t seem to be selling them anymore.  This one is somewhat ridiculous.  Look at those birds!  Those birds are clinging sideways to that “cage” for dear life.)  At that moment I decided I’d make one myself.  Years of searching for the perfect “cage” came to an end at the clearance aisle of Target earlier this year.  I had FINALLY found the perfect cage.  It was actually a candle holder but it was bird cage-like so I was good with it.  It was tiny, like I wanted, it was all black and not distressed, like I wanted, it was practically perfect in every way!  It was the Mary Poppins of faux bird cages!

image (21)It took me a few months but I finally went to Michaels and bought some colorful birdies and a fake branch thing.  When I got home it took mere minutes to put it together.  The branch I had purchased had wire in it so it was easy to clip off the amount I needed for each perch and twist the ends around the cage to hold it in place.  All that was left was to clip on the little birds and hang it up!

It sat in my dinning room for months but this weekend I found a hook and some ribbon (that I had to pry out of Asscher’s jaw earlier in the week) and I got it hung up in the living room.  TADA!

Ballerina Slippers – As you know I use ballerina slippers in Bar Method class.  As you also know I bought a new pair earlier this year and they have been sitting on my chest of drawers mocking me.  My new pair required me to sew the straps on and that seemed so tedious and awful.  Everyday last week, while in class, I was horrified at the shabbiness of my shoes.  They were not ballerina perfect!  It was what I needed to kick myself in the bum and get my work done.

Last night I grabbed the shoes and was ready to make it happen.  Then I thought I shouldphoto (10) probably look up how others do it to make sure I was sewing correctly.  Whoa …. my mind was blown by what I learned.  Now I want to pass that knowledge on to you!

1. Put the slippers on your feet and find where the shoe lines up with the highest part of your arch.  My slippers are fancy and actually have different fabric in that area so I did not need to mark the spot.  If your shoes aren’t as cool as mine you will have to mark each side of the shoe at that spot with a pin.

2.  Pull the straps over tight, but not too tight, and mark where they should be attached with a pin.

3.  Grab some needle and thread.  Double knot for safety.

4.  Sew the strap on below the cinch line edge.  Go one way, and then go back over it the image (19)other way for safety.  Unless you are me and your thread breaks so one of the sides of one shoe is only done 1 1/2 times instead of 2.  Also be careful not to wrap the thread around the elastic band while sewing.  Don’t laugh.  It’s easier to do than you would expect.  Personally I had to start the same side 3 times for this very reason.

5.  Put the shoes back on to make sure they fit and you didn’t screw up.

6.  Cut off the excess elastic.

7.  Put the shoe back on and cinch it up so it is comfortably tight on your feet.

Time out – for YEARS I’ve been wearing ballerina slippers to class and have been tying the cinch strings in a bow on the top of the shoe.  It’s annoying.  The bow constantly comes out in the middle of class and you look like a moron who doesn’t know anything about ballet.  I knew I was doing something wrong but then I’d get home from class and not think about it until the next day when I pulled the slippers on my feet.  Last night YouTube taught me that I’ve been a fool.  No one ties those elastic strings into bows.  I’m so ashamed.  It’s like I only took a day of ballet in my entire life.  Wait.  I DID only take a day of ballet in my entire life.  It was a horrible childhood experience.  I don’t want to talk about it.

8. Tie your cinch strings in a square knot (right over left, left over right).  If you tie it in aimage (20) bow people will silently laugh at you for the rest of your life.

9. Pull the strings down toward your toe and cut the excess off at that point.  When wearing your shoes tuck the loose cinch strings under (between the top of your foot and shoe) so you have perfect ballerina feet!

TADA!  I’m telling you … that no bow cinch string thing really through me for a loop.  I’ve been so foolish.

 

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Poop Happens

04 Wednesday Sep 2013

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Asscher, Dexter, dog sitting, dogs, Dr. Drew, Dragon, Morgan, poop, Riggins

image (7)I think all my shoes have poop on them.  I’m not complaining.  I’m just passing on this observation I had yesterday while getting ready to go to Bar Method class.

If you doggie sit you pick up a lot of poop.  More than you would expect.

I had an ex-boyfriend who stepped in dog poop and was such a whiny weirdo about it he tossed his, not so inexpensive shoes, out the car door and left them by the curb.  If I was such a wimp I’d have to purchase shoes daily.

Sometimes I wish I could just poop wherever I wanted like the dogs do.  They have it so easy.

Don’t you think it is somewhat unfair that you have to pick up dog poop but horses and coyotes can carelessly poop up the trails all they want?  Coyotes should be held accountablephoto (5) for their poop.  With all it’s delicious 1/2 digested berries it is a huge distraction for dogs who are casually walking along and decide they are hungry.

I still believe it when Dr. Drew says dogs mouths are cleaner than humans.  I’ve been on paths with “delicious” coyote poop and dogs and have seen what happens.  STILL I believe him.  THAT is how much I believe in Dr. Drew.  Today is Dr. Drew’s birthday.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY!  Please enjoy these adorable pictures of Riggins, Morgan, Asscher, Dexter and Dragon on your special day.

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Golden Power

09 Tuesday Jul 2013

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Asscher, golden retrievers, hair

20130710-001118.jpgI had Asscher with me today. You know Asscher from previous posts as my daycare darling. I don’t have much experience with golden retrievers but Asscher is the best breed ambassador. Such a sweet puppers with a face that can melt your heart.

It is so much fun to hang out with all these dogs and experience their individual personalities. Asscher is a lover who won’t leave the driveway until she sees her mom pull away. Once mom is gone Asscher makes a beeline inside to say hi to Riggins and start her adventures. Her quiet space is in the “mud room” were she lies sprawled out for naps. At the dog park she is the instigator finding ways to get dogs to chase her.

20130710-001135.jpgWhen on a walk she will “protest” when she is “over it,” sitting down and refusing to budge. After giving her a minute or two she will bounce up with more energy than before. Finally, she does not like accessories. If I’m wearing a hat and/or glasses (which I always am) her goal is to get them off my head. I’ve been on the ground at the dog park or on the floor in my house paralyzed with the giggles as Asscher crawls all over me relieving me of my head ware.

How can you not adore such a sweetie character? Perhaps it was having Asscher today that influenced my gorgeous new golden hairdo.

Goldens rule. Just look at Asscher and me!

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Would You Like a Side of Fava Beans with That?

20 Thursday Jun 2013

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Asscher, bath, Bear, coconut oil, Jax, Riggins

I’ve always said if I died in my house and wasn’t discovered for a while Riggins would eat me.  That freaks people out but I’m okay with it.  After all, I’ll be dead.

Recently a couple of my visiting dogs have decided that I’m delicious and will lick me nonstop.  I realized it was due to the coconut oil that I put on as moisturizer after showering.  Apparently this entire time I’ve been basting myself for the big feast and didn’t even realize it!

image (9)Right now I have four dogs in my house.  The ever adorable Riggins, the brother and sister team of Jax and Bear, and finally my daycare darling Asscher.  Jax and Asscher have become BFFs and consider themselves the lord and lady of the wading pool.  These are two happy water dogs!  Riggins has never liked water.  He won’t even go near the bathroom unless forced to on his death march to get a bath.  The fact that I willingly get in the shower and/or tub everyday simply blows his mind!

Today, after two different outings to two different dog parks, I realized I was filthy and badly needed to wash up.  I was feeling a bit tired and achy so choose to take a nice relaxing bath.  I ran the water, tossed in a dash of epsom salts and a splash of coconut oil (you can see where this is going already can’t you).  As I happily slipped into my tub ready to read a few chapters of The Game of Thrones my bath took a turn for the Psycho.  The dynamic water duo came bounding into the bathroom (not thinking there would be a problem I hadn’t closed the door) and immediately stuck image (6)their heads into the tub.  Asscher was the worse.  She would not leave the side of the tub.  In trying to make her stop drinking directly from the dirty tub water I would push her away only to have her realize I was even tastier than what was in the tub!  The two of them, with Asscher as the lead, proceeded to try to lick as much as me as they could.  I tried to sink deeper in the water but then my legs had to pop out … so I pushed them in and my arms had to come out … I couldn’t submerge enough.  Imagine you were Queen of the Nile and being bathed by your faithful servants except your servants were dogs and their bathing instruments were their tongues.

I had no choice but to ditch the bath and hop into the shower to wash off the slobber that I View From the Tubwas now drenched in.  Asscher and Jax waited, not so patiently, just outside the glass shower door ready to resume licking as soon as they could.  As I toweled off and quickly grabbed my clothes I noticed King Riggins was happily lounging on my bed with Queen Bear on the floor beneath him.  Neither even raised their head as I ran into the room in search of clothing with my faithful followers at my heels.

I realize you are pretty grossed out by this entire post.  Believe me I am too.  I may have to take another shower after writing about the incident.  Right now Asscher is wandering around the house belching.  Apparently salty, coconut flavored, warm water makes you a bit bloated.

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H2Blows

18 Tuesday Jun 2013

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Asscher, Crystal Light, dogs, Riggins, water

I have a confession to make. I dislike water. It’s just not good. I don’t understand what all the hubbub is about. Sure your body may be 70% ish water and it may be vital to survival but does it have to taste so sucky? As far as I’m concerned those people who demand they like water are just showing off and shouldn’t be trusted.

Alright fine, I’ll gulp back an entire large SIGG water bottle during and after Bar Method. Yesterday I couldn’t get to class so instead went for a run before heading off to meet up for a friend’s birthday dinner, and upon sitting down gulped back three entire glasses of ice-cold H2O. I didn’t do this because I like the clear liquid I did it because I’m in a constant state of dehydration and without drinking post exercise (and post super Wendy sweating) I know a headache as big as the grand canyon is going to smack me right in the head.

I always drank a TON of water while I was attending sales conferences but this was more to fight boredom and have an excuse to leave the room a dozen or so times to use the bathroom. That’s another downfall of water. I already have to pee more than the normal person. Add water and I might as well just move into the bathroom.

Still, I know it is important and I should be drinking more. I do like sparkling water, I realize that makes no sense, but that stuff is pricey and I’m just not in a financial position to shower myself in such frivolous niceties right now. What to do? One day, as I strolled down the grocery aisle, I saw the Crystal Light water flavoring bottle things. This seems to photo (5)be quite the craze right now as all the “water” and “sports drink” folks seem to have a horse in the “liquid water flavor” race. I choose Crystal Light. It’s 0 calories and was probably on sale at the time. After trying it out I returned later and purchased a couple more flavors. One day I saw that the generic Ralph version was on “close out” so I bought a couple of those to have too. I love them. They make water so much tastier. I actually don’t use a lot of the flavoring and will often put a squirt in then keep adding water to the glass as I drink (this is just tap water …. I use a Brita filter but lets face it I change that filter only once in a blue moon so I’m probably consuming at least 99.99% straight tap water). The purple-ish Crystal Light colored one is my favorite. That’s why you don’t see it in the picture because it is all gone! Yuummm yummm.

Admittedly it may all be in my head but who cares? I can now stomach drinking glasses of water during the day. I don’t feel any better or any different but doctors and estheticians everywhere say I should so I’ll keep it going for a while.

As it’s getting hotter the dogs need more water too. Riggins is an odd duck and will only consume water if I’m with him. I think it is his way of not drinking water while I’m gone so himage (10)e doesn’t have to pee but he doesn’t seem to drink water when he is outside alone either. Scares me … silly pup. ALL the dogs will gobble up the water like it is … well … water, each time they come through the door. Today at the dog park Asscher (my daycare doggie) refused to drink anything but when we came home she drowned herself in the big bowl. I’ve had to up the ante on the water bowls I use and now have the “big one” out for all to enjoy (I sit them by the kitchen sink so that they are easy to access for the dogs and all humans are bound to trip over them). The dogs get an additive in their water too. It’s to help keep their teeth clean and breath smelling nice(er). There are a number of different versions of this product. Riggins and I like the one available from SitStay.com the best but the one we have now is from one of the big pet supply chains. Of course once outside both Asscher and Riggins use the wading pool as a giant dog bowl. That works too!

 

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More Crafts

14 Friday Jun 2013

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Art, Asscher, boots, Brobee, crafts, dogs, Riggins, Yo Gabba Gabba

We celebrated my niece and father’s birthday today so I can tell you more about some of the crafts I’ve completed recently.  Get ready to be impressed (tee hee) …

photo (7)Papa’s day – Riggins always gives people presents.  I use to think long and hard about which gift to put his name on for fear he was the giver of the more impressive present.  Then I realized that the recipient was probably smart enough to figure out that Riggins didn’t really get on Amazon, place the item in his shopping cart, get it delivered, and wrap it.  For dad’s day I made my father a giant (really heavy — too heavy really but it was all I could find for the right $ amount I was willing to spend) tea mug.  I was lucky enough to find a silhouette online of a dog and a man who could pass for my dad and Riggins.  I used the same method I did with the glasses in my past post.  I told you more people would be receiving decorated glass gifts!

image (9)Brobee head – My niece is OBSESSED with Yo Gabba Gabba.  She loves them all and now tends to lean toward Foofa as her favorite, but for a long time Brobee was her main man.  I decided she needed a Brobee headband.  To be honest the headband itself is a little big but beggars can’t be choosers.  I took some red felt, cut it into 3 squaty triangles, sewed each triangle together, stuffed each one with felt scraps, glued them to the headband, and then sewed the bottom of the triangles together for good measure.  TADA!  BROBEE HEAD!  She liked it but was just as happy to have her Mom wear it.  Clover was nice enough to model it for you while she was here.

image (8)Cowboy Boots – I read on Facebook that my girlfriend’s son, Gavin, had a cowboy theme day at his school/day camp today.  I LOVE dress up days.  Those are always the best.  I offered to make him some fake cowboy boots if she brought over the material.  To make these I took one square (well rectangle) of brown felt and cut it in 1/2.  I sewed the back together then used one of Gavin’s shoes to cut the top to fit.   Next, I sewed the top together.  For the “leg sleeves” I took two more pieces of felt and sewed them together then grabbed my cowboy boots as a template and cut the top in the cowboy shape.  I put velcro on the back of the “leg sleeves” for easy on and off action.  Finally I grabbed a brown sharpie and faked a cowboy boot pattern.  Of course you can put a piece of elastic under the shoe part to help it stay on and even safety-pin the sleeve to the shoe cover to keep it in place.  I think they turned out pretty sharp and I’m told Gavin was happy with them, which is really all that matters.

Just because I like you I’m going to leave you with this adorable picture of my niece and nephew safely eating their cookies in a location Riggins and Asscher couldn’t get to!   Have a wonderful weekend!image (33)

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