Dressing the Dog-Chapter 4, Part One

DRESSING THE DOG

Chapter 4 (Part One)

 

“You can have anything you want in life if you dress for it.”

– Edith Head

 

The years seemed to fly by and I was happy as a pig in mud.  I was traveling between New York City and Florida, meeting up with friends that I had made in the doggie world and having the time of my life.  I was entering fashion shows, going to doggie tea-parties, “doing lunch” with the girls and shopping at the most fashionable boutiques for doggies AND humans.  Mummy said that I was ALMOST like a real child and people who met me agreed.  I had better manners out in public than most REAL CHILDREN and I listened intently to Mummy as she gave me instructions.  We were like peas and carrots and I was never more than a foot from her side.  When we attended the “meet and greets,” I wasn’t the kind of doggie to really “get in there” and mix & mingle with all of the other dogs because I didn’t like being too far from Mummy… but I DID enjoy watching everyone else and my tail was always bouncing about.  The fashion shows were always fun and were DEFINITELY a sight to behold!  This was where the Mummies got to pull out the cool duds from our closets, and the little gowns that came down that runway would rival any gown seen on the red carpet in Hollywood, no kidding!  Even though it was all in fun and only ribbons were handed out as prizes, there were always a few who got upset when they didn’t win.  And I’m not talking about the little dog either.  Some of the Mummies took these contests pretty seriously, but since we didn’t LIVE THERE and only saw these friends a few times a year, we looked at these events as more of a “social outing” where we could catch up on what had happened since the last time we saw everyone.  We had grown to care very deeply for the people in our doggie groups and it was always exciting to just see them again, no matter WHERE the event was held.  The tea-parties, luncheons and dinners were the most fun because there was no competition, so those were the ones that we liked to focus on.

 

It was so much fun when a group of us would get together and meet up at a restaurant where they would allow doggies INSIDE to dine.  These places were rare but they could be found if you knew the right people and had the right connections… and we did.  Our group usually consisted of smaller doggies that could be carried in purse-type carriers and some were in doggie strollers, but one thing was an absolute necessity.  You couldn’t be a barker.  If you started barking and disturbing the other diners, the whole group might be asked to leave the restaurant and then YOU wouldn’t be asked to join the group again, so only the BEST BEHAVED doggies went on these indoor dining excursions.  On one certain occasion, that I remember un-fondly, as it turns out, we were with a wonderfully behaved group and dining at an exceptional lounge of a nice restaurant in New York City.  I was in my posh carrying bag next to Mummy and she had ordered an assortment of tiny plates.  It’s important to note here that I had only had a small bit of kibble before heading out to dinner… and that’s all I will say.  It was hardly enough to keep a baby bird alive… in my opinion.  The appetizers came, and I’m not sure what they all were except that one of them was BEEF of some sort.  As in mignon.  On some sort of puff pastry.  With a bit of gravy.  I can’t really remember the whole incident.  Honestly, it was a LONG TIME AGO, but in the interest of full disclosure, I want to be upfront and tell you the good with the bad in this story.  All I can say is that at that moment, all of my INTENSE training from PetSmart just left my mind — it was embarrassing. –SIGH- I jumped from my bag quicker than you can say ‘Jack Sprat’ and the plate had one less beef appetizer.  It wasn’t one of my shining moments.  Mummy sat wide-eyed, looking around the table, wondering if I would be the NEXT doggie asked to leave the group… but no one said a thing.  They were all busy trying to get their own plates situated on the table.  I had dodged a bullet… but you can be sure that Mummy took care of me later with a stern reprimand.

 

Clothes, clothes and more clothes.  Mummy loved getting beautiful clothes for me.  I had the appropriate outfit for any occasion that should come up on my little social calendar.  Most of the outfits were little walking harnesses since those were the most useful, but I had tiny little dresses just in case I needed one for a luncheon and I had the appropriate gown for the most formal occasions!  These were like a second skin to me.  When it was time to get dressed, I would turn around with my rear end facing Mummy so that she could first fasten the velcro properly around my neck, then she would turn me around and secure the belly strap.  My hair was always pulled up in a little yorkie topknot and secured with a matching hair bow… only then was the picture complete.  Never once did I balk at being dressed.  Every outfit was nice and comfortable or at the first sign of distress, OFF it came… never to be worn again.  People who don’t dress their little dogs don’t understand this interaction between the parent and their little dog.  They think we are being tortured when in actuality, our parents make sure we are very comfy… and we are actually MORE spoiled than they ever WANT to believe.

 

Mummy was dressing me in mostly CUSTOM dog clothes by this point.  These are the kind where you send in your measurements to a “designer” and they make the outfit to your EXACT measurements.  Many people don’t realize that there are REALLY designers that make nothing but dog clothes, and they are S-E-R-I-O-U-S about their work too!  This is a real business for them, and the DRAMA that goes on in the designing world is no different than that of the human designers.  In fact, it might even be worse!  In all the years that I have been working with designers, I have heard my share of stories too… from both sides of the sewing machine.  One story that comes to mind was about a little dog named Larry.  His real name was Prince Lawrence of Arabia, but no one ever called him that.  One of my favorite designers made Larry a golden harness, because he was so royal and everything.  It had a little bejeweled crown sewn onto the back, to remind everyone of his royal lineage.  When it was presented to Larry’s mom at one of the events, with payment expected at that time, the mom showed it to Larry and turned to the designer and said softly that “Prince Lawrence” would like it better if the little bejeweled crown was about ¼-inch HIGHER on the back of the harness.  “Lawrence said” it seemed a teeny, tiny bit too low.  Uh-huh.  Doing this repositioning would require a few hours of work, I kid you not.  And so, the designer asked if she could she buy Prince Lawrence of Arabia a bag of dog treats and be forgiven instead?  The mom agreed, but the designer had to also discount the harness.  Now, to be fair, you had the other side too… where a friend of mine had ordered a lovely ball gown for a HUGE fashion show.  The event of the year, it was!!!  She ordered the gown MONTHS in advance and the week of the event, it still had not arrived.  One day before she was to leave, it came… and it came in 2 sizes too SMALL!  There were still pins in the dress where the designer had obviously not even FINISHED the dress, so my friend did what she could to piece it together and somehow her dog managed to wear it… but she was less than happy.  OH THE DRAMA OF IT ALL!!!!  The names of the good, the bad and the ugly got traded like baseball cards at a flea market, and once you had your favorite designers, you held onto them like a Babe Ruth rookie card!

 

The dog trips were EXHILERATING, but we always had to go home… and once we got back, I had to share Mummy’s attentions with my siblings which was always a rude awakening after getting so much of it on the trips.  Mummy would snuggle and cuddle with the rest of the gang while I stood off to the side in a state of shock.  It gave me quite a turn, I have to admit.  I mean, you could have stabbed me in the eye with a fish fork and I wouldn’t have been any more shocked.  But there I was, being treated like a second class citizen.  I held my chin up and endured it with only a few low rumbles from the back of my throat, but it was a trial… I tell you.  A. Trial.

 

 

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Janet Shiels
Janet Shiels
4 years ago

Millie your story today was very interesting and fun to read. Remember honey that mama has to share her love. That’s what we do best. ☺?

Lise Lynds
Lise Lynds
4 years ago

Millie I loved the story of you taking that piece of meat of the plate. Charlie has done that to me as well. I sure would love to see more of your dresses . They are so pretty on you. But why is it that only you get to go to all those exciting events

Sandy Fargo
Sandy Fargo
4 years ago

I love your story Millie, it always makes me smile! Thank you! I can’t wait for the rest of your tail!

Dolarosa
Dolarosa
4 years ago

I love your dresses and you must be very special to be able to go places with mommy!

Kaye
Kaye
4 years ago

I can’t wait to read the next story!!! Millie, you and Mummy are something else! ????

monica karroum
monica karroum
4 years ago

Great Experience!!! And I can imagine the Drama Queens Moms over there… ?? You are a Princess… forever ?????

Linda Silvester
Linda Silvester
4 years ago

Another wonderful update to your story. Such a very special life you have had. It sure does have it’s perks for being such a good girl .But please don’t forget you have 3 precious little sisters who really do deserve at least some of Mommy’s love and attention. And I bet they get lonely and miss you too while you’re away. ❤❤❤❤ Love you all to pieces.

Sandy McDonald
Sandy McDonald
4 years ago

My favorite part of the week is reading your stories. You are such a doll with such a cool mummy. You all are so very blessed each and every day.

Lori Peron-Foster
Lori Peron-Foster
4 years ago

Millie you are such a lucky girl to get to go everywhere with mummy! All four of us got to go to the Jamboree but our mommy only takes my tiny sister and brother on the plane every couple months when she goes to Michigan to visit the human grandbabies. Being just three and four pds they fit in one carrier and they are so tiny she doesn’t like to leave them with anybody.. Lilibelle and I go to our dog sitter which upsets me as I Giselle is the QUEEN of the pack. We do get presents upon their… Read more »

Sandy Newman
Sandy Newman
4 years ago

Hi Miss MIllie,
You are such a lucky girl to go on those wonderful trips….I could only wish..Hey, do you think your mummy would adopt me as a Yorkie! I am very well behaved and love fashion as much as the next gal…or doggie. Plus, I wouldn’t grab anything off her plate either if we were out dinning. Oh do tell her, ok.
Love following you along, give rest of the family <3 and hugs from Miss Trixie and I. SN

Susan Thomas
Susan Thomas
4 years ago

oh my goodness Millie you are such a delight! I’m glad that your sisters get to travel with you in the trailer now! But you do have to share Mummy….. she loves you all! as do I

Sheila Allen
4 years ago

Love love your stories. Keep them coming

Barb Pesola
4 years ago

Love your stories! Especially the beef part. That would’ve been Emma…. she was fast lol. Peyton doesn’t bother. Can’t wait for next week!

Sue Francis
Sue Francis
4 years ago

Wonderful story! Written very truthfully even if it was embarrassing for you!
Keep them coming please

Charlotte Oberschmidt
Charlotte Oberschmidt
4 years ago

Oh Millie, I know your Mom has enough love for all of you!!!

Kay Sheets
Kay Sheets
4 years ago

Oh Millie what a beautiful, honest and funny story I love every word of it please keep them coming! I’m so glad your Mummy trained you so well that you can go to all of the places she takes you to.

Wendy Scoggins
Wendy Scoggins
4 years ago

Lovely Millie and her steal the puff pastry story! Bwahahahahaha!

Dawn Dupuis
Dawn Dupuis
4 years ago

I just know that wonderful smell of the filet was tooo hard to resist dear Millie. Glad to hear everyone looked away. 🙂 What an exciting time you and mummy had……Oooo I so enjoyed reading about the fashion shows and tea luncheons.

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