Here's something amusing.
Sep. 25th, 2003 03:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ysobelleMy lovely dog, Clue, may one day be a show dog. We're not sure. Maybe, maybe not. But just in case, she has to have her ears "tip" or "break" in the appropriate Collie way-- they can't stand up, or be "prick ears" like a wolf or German Shepherd Dog's ears.
To effect this break, sometime the ears have to be helped along. That's where such esoteric sites as "WicketsByMel.com" come in, and such odd substances as ZoEse and Skin Bond and large sheets of faux moleskin. Thus, tonight, I went to my folks' house, and while they held the squirmy ball of blue fur that is Kahlua, I put together a bizarre contraption of moleskin and Skin Bond, and glued it into her ears. Humorously, my parents kept asking me what to do next, and how to do it, until I finally replied, "How the hell should I know? The only one here who's ever done this before is Clue, and she's sure as hell not going to tell!"
But she's all braced up (down?) now, and fairly unfazed by the whole debacle, as she had her ears braced for weeks before she came to me, and the memory of it still lurks somewhere in her puppy brain. She scratched at her ears briefly, and shook her head wildly once or twice, but on the whole, she seems far less aware of the indignity inherent in essentially having her ears in curlers than I am. Someone sent me a photo of my ex's current S.O. in the skimpiest costume possible, and I know I shall spend the next three days analysing everything I eat, whereas my dog has a giant pink band-aid across her skull and couldn't possibly care less.
If it weren't for the menu, I'd rather be a dog.
To effect this break, sometime the ears have to be helped along. That's where such esoteric sites as "WicketsByMel.com" come in, and such odd substances as ZoEse and Skin Bond and large sheets of faux moleskin. Thus, tonight, I went to my folks' house, and while they held the squirmy ball of blue fur that is Kahlua, I put together a bizarre contraption of moleskin and Skin Bond, and glued it into her ears. Humorously, my parents kept asking me what to do next, and how to do it, until I finally replied, "How the hell should I know? The only one here who's ever done this before is Clue, and she's sure as hell not going to tell!"
But she's all braced up (down?) now, and fairly unfazed by the whole debacle, as she had her ears braced for weeks before she came to me, and the memory of it still lurks somewhere in her puppy brain. She scratched at her ears briefly, and shook her head wildly once or twice, but on the whole, she seems far less aware of the indignity inherent in essentially having her ears in curlers than I am. Someone sent me a photo of my ex's current S.O. in the skimpiest costume possible, and I know I shall spend the next three days analysing everything I eat, whereas my dog has a giant pink band-aid across her skull and couldn't possibly care less.
If it weren't for the menu, I'd rather be a dog.