“Your Dog, Your Fault. Get Your Credit Card.”
Darling Wifey’s mother took her shopping yesterday. It was one of those mother-daughter quality moments that lasted four hours longer than planned and nearly ended in a brutal accident involving sharp implements.
However,? my Mother-in-Law is occasionally sympathetic to Darling Wifey’s cause, and on this occasion converted that sympathy into a new pair of shoes.
Now, I don’t do shopping speak, but bear with me while I try to describe them. When Darling Wifey showed me the shoes her eyes lit up and she used words like “strappy” and “frivolous” and “nights out” and “taxis home.” (I didn’t know that there is a difference between walking home shoes and taxi shoes, but since a taxi from the centre of York to our house is £3.50 I’m not complaining.)
She was so thrilled with them she wore them to go on the Internet last night. Then she left them by the front door when we went to bed.
This morning, as usual, I was woken? at about 5:30? by the Autistic Alarm Clock (it doesn’t know what time it is but it wakes you anyway) and went downstairs for coffee and a spot of headbanging. I didn’t notice Holly helping herself to a shoe and sneaking under Little Madam’s bed with it for a good chew.
By the end of today we had searched every shoe shop in York and Geordieland, but couldn’t find a replacement pair. So now I am looking for a Korean recipe book.
Please pass on my deepest condolences to Darling Wifey. A similar disaster befell me once when staying with my s-i-l on the eve of Godson’s baptism, in honour of which I had bought a pair of shoes that were particularly fetching…
So fetching, indeed, that s-i-l’s resident lurcher consumed them overnight, leaving me with the choice of plastic flip flops, my s-i-l’s shoe collection (a cool 3 sizes larger than my own) or bare feet. In the end, I opted for the latter. Ely Cahtedral has lovely cool floors! aaargh.
And then the dog was sick!
Comment by Kathryn — July 25, 2006 @ 7:57 pm
My sincerest condolences to your dear wife. My thoughts are with her at this distressing time.
Comment by ali — July 25, 2006 @ 8:25 pm
Oh no! We have one of “those” dogs too! Everyone is warned, anything left lying on the ground is hers and no comebacks, you have been warned. I am so sorry for Darling Wifey. That is a tragedy.
Comment by Twinkle — July 25, 2006 @ 8:55 pm
I have a child like that, let alone a dog, the remote controls in our house have nothing holding it together, It’s rubber ( don’t get ANY IDEAS!) that he loves to chew luckly he doesn’t take a liking to my shoes they’re only old walking shoes- no one likes them!!
Comment by JEN — July 27, 2006 @ 10:43 am
The first year we moved here our daughter left her new school shoes out in the garden overnight. It was a fine summer night so we weren’t too bothered. Next morning one was missing and the other looked decidedly chewed by tiny teeth. We hadn’t counted on there being young and playful foxes in the area.
Comment by Karin — July 28, 2006 @ 10:42 am