Bye Bye January, Bring it On February!

As the eve of the last day of January winds down, we are getting a whopper of a storm.
It has began. It is sleeting now. We expect 1.5" of ice, then 4-6 inches of snow. That is where I live. Just an hour north, my daughters are anticipating up to 10" of snow on top of the ice.
My dogs were a bit confused as we walked outside. They look at me as if, "what the heck Mom?" What is THIS?" I tell them to hurry up, take care of our business & they can go back inside a warm dry house with cozy beds & fun toys in just a few.

I can't help but be reminded of the Blizzard of '78 . Click the link for amazing detail of the largest storm to hit our city. Closing not only the Airport, schools and business, but all Indiana State Roads.

Indianapolis 1/28/1978

We all have a story of that Blizzard. I was only 15 so to me, I didn't worry, like my parents. I thought it was an absolute winter wonderland with fabulous fun memories of my neighborhood friends having fun. The snow drifts reached the rooftops of many of the homes. The crazy brave boys and a few girls (not me) jumped off the roofs into the snow. We kids went door to door through our neighborhood to see who needed what and to get everyone to chip in. We took sleds to a nearby Lender's Shop for necessities we could get for the neighbors. All my photographs are sealed in my memory. I didn't have a loaded camera that day. These I found on file. But they are exactly as I remember it. The Blizzard shut down our city for a week.

this is how most of us saw our homes

To date, we haven't had such a storm since. A few they were intense, but no Blizzard of '78. I wonder if tonight will bring on the same force. My girls are just hoping for cancelled classes but doubt it will happen. I don't know, already several universities are closing and Anderson University is only 20 miles from them. I am thinking they will have a "snow day".

This time I have my camera ready.

To all my blogging buddies out there also expecting to be hit by this storm, I say, stay warm and safe. I rather not read of any of you busting you bum on the ice. Let's pray it's cold enough for this ice to be snow, as we would rather have 10" of snow than 1.5" of ice. The ice is the killer, especially on the streets. So, take care!
FYI~ to those of you that haven't had to deal with this kind of weather, if we do have this bad ice storm, it is highly likely many of us will lose power, thus, no INTERNET.... Now that can be serious for some of us Bloggettes!
Love to you all~
Sweet Dreams & Hope to chat tomorrow♥

I remember...

Thinking about childhood last night made me think about some stuff.

You may remember some of these as well.

 Playing with Kiddles way longer than I should have. But they were so cute!

 

Tiger Beat Magazine

Reading my favorite gossip magazines.

Mark Spitz

Sneaking into Julie's room to stare at this poster. (It was lifesize!)

Playing kickball in our cul-de-sac till porch lights came on to signal us to come home.

Tammy Bayliff, Mary Chrenshaw, Me

 Memories of my Camp Fire Sisters. And the shenanigans we got into.

Believing my Sis, that Bobby Sherman's song, "Julie, Julie, Do you Love Me", was written for her.

 Playing down at the "forbidden creek" by our neighborhood.

Watching & knowing that The Partridge Family was way cooler than The Brady Bunch.

Shari, Me, Janet, Leann, Julie

Whenever the Tribby cousins came to town.

Maureen Kern, Me & Lisa Deer

Birthday parties!

Slumber Parties, and playing the stupid games like, "I think shes dead..." and having seances, and playing Ouija. (Then being to afraid to fall asleep.)

{Im the last one kneeling on right}

Summer Camp at Bradford Woods Camp Fire Girls Camp. (Even though I worked in the kitchen for my "scholarship").

Me, Carla, & Julie

Dance Lessons..(nervous about recital).

Fancy & Me

Riding Horses at Grandma & Grandpa's home.

Grandma, Grandpa, & Me

Learning to work hard. Hard enough to be sore and learn to appreciate it.

My parents Volkswagons.

Rebbie

Inky

Fester

Sherman

Oliver

Tanda

Childhood pets...

Summer porch jam seasons with my Uncles, Aunts, Grandparents, & friends, down in Texas.

Grandma & Me

Grandpa & Me

Being very silly and laughing with my Grandparents.

Jubilee & Me at the tack house after a big storm

Caring for the horses to earn my keep, during the summers in Texas.

Being so excited when my Dad bought us the "Video" game PONG.


I could go on and on.... Last night, I just kept thinking of all this stuff. A lifetime ago. Yet, only yesterday.

Bad Bad Dog!

Do you remember when I blogged about Bandit thinking about leaping over my pass through?
Well, I ended up having to move table top that sat on his crate so he couldn't jump up here anymore. He tried once and realized his feet get tangled in the crate wires and could get hurt, so he hasn't tried again lately. For a while...
Today he went Koo Koo as I put the gate up keeping Dakota and Bandit in my office (the room on the other side of my kitchen). They get enclosed every night and when we leave so this should not have been a big deal.

HOWEVER~ Miss Riley girl had to tattle and let the boys know that she was getting to go on an exclusive walk. Which Mr Jealous Bandit when crazy! Barking, howling and jumping around. Then it happend.. The big dummy climbed up the window, fell in the sink, knocking over and breaking stuff, then CRASHING from the kitchen counter to the floor. Lucky he didn't hurt himself, break a leg, or NECK!
Little P*ckerhead!
He had a timeout in the crate.

He has been a naughty boy lately. He keeps peeing in his little Male Wrap. (He really hates wearing it once he has wet himself. But he can't be trusted without it). He also jumped up on me the other night, tearing through my favorite pajama bottoms and scratching my knee. Lately he is just really being a jealous naughty little dog!
Even Dakota has been a bit mischievous and starting trouble. And the cats have been too. What the heck?
Bunch of hooligans! They are lucky I love them so much!

A Little Self-Indulgence

I treated myself to a little pamper me time. A while back I discovered the marvelous The Indiana Therapeutic Massage School . Oh my... Bliss.
If you are an Indy person, and do not want to spend mega bucks, this is the place to go.
The students have so many clinical hours to do before completing their course. So, ITMS opened their doors to the public. 18 dates per month to schedule gives plenty of opening. A basic one hour massage is $30.00, add the services of Hot Stone, Body Wrap, or Salt Glow (I recommend!) add $10.00.  Want state certified graduates to give you a Spa Massage, scheduling to your needs, add $15.00.

I have only been here twice, and both times were wonderful. I can see the difference in skill levels, however, $30.00? Need I say more! I can honestly say these students are very well trained before starting clinic hours.

The place isn't fancy, however, clean, and modest. My first experience, I got a student that was just a few hours shy of completion of the course. She was FABULOUS! We had a private room, that was quite and peaceful. She had just the right amount of pressure and I melted on the table. This morning, my student was rather new, yet very good as well, and we got the room that is with two students/clients divided by a curtain. It also is right next to the reception area so it wasn't as quite.  They pump that soothing yoga music throughout the building which is wonderful and relaxing, but still slightly odd hearing my "neighbor".

Jacklyn worked out the knot in my shoulder, which I am very grateful for. I must come more often! I am way too tense and although the location of the school isn't convenient, it is so worth the drive!


Time for tea! Might as well make a whole day about me!

Life

Grandma Kitty (on left)

 

 

Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is bliss, taste it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it.

~ Mother Teresa ~

Twitch Twitch Twitch

Scrat from Ice Age

This morning I awoken to a twitching eye. It has been twitching all day.
Stress.
I'm sure the folks I saw today at the mall thought I was kind of winking in some flirty way. Or just some freak needing her meds.

I look like Scrat from the animated film Ice Age.

I guess it's stress. What else can it be?
What the Heck?
It's twitched before, but today I am actually tired from all this twitching!

BUNCO

Many years ago, my friend Linda, invited me to play Bunco as a sub. Bunco? Had no clue other than my Grandma Kitty had mentioned playing back in the 50's with a group of her girlfriends and had a blast.  I called Grandma, and she said, "GO! You will have fun! Then call me and tell me what you thought!"
So I went.
I had a blast. I knew several of the ladies, but not all, however, I left knowing I now had new friends. Soon after, that friend called to tell me that they had a permanent opening. Everyone liked me and thought I was a good fit, would I be interested in committing to once a month playing and hosting one of those parties. SURE! Oh my gosh! I looked forward to every party. We played, we chatted, we shared, we laughed, and we cried. It was a wonderful gathering and sharing and I am so grateful that I was a part of this group.

Eventually, I started a new group with some of the Moms from my girls school. We too had a wonderful group and I had a wonderful time with these women.
It was my once a month Girls Night Out. I particularly loved hosting the parties.

Unfortunately, when I started selling Real Estate, I found I needed to get a sub too often, and felt with the new career, something had to give. I stepped out of my Bunco Group. (I should have hung on!)

It's been more than ten years since playing. I miss it so. I miss the sisterhood. I miss having a Girls Night Out. It was fun and I laughed a lot.

Last year, I contacted a couple of gals that I played with that I knew also had stepped out over the years. We started making plans to get a new group together. Somehow, that fell through. I have mentioned to friends and they usually sound interested, but we haven't done anything about getting a group started.

I need to get busy, and get one started. I am gonna do it! I am going to try to bring 12 women together that can commit to once a month, Girls Night Out, of playing, chatting, laughing, and crying together.

Have you played? Have you heard of it? Read on if you want more info. Maybe you can start a group in your corner of the Blogworld. All you just need nine dice and a handful of luck. Grab your friends - this game usually consists of three sets of four players.

Bunco is popular particularly among middle-aged housewives As it is played today, Bunco is a social dice game involving 100% luck and no skill (there are no decisions to be made), scoring and a simple set of rules. Women who are part of a Bunco club take turns as the Bunco hostess, providing snacks, refreshments and the tables to set up the games. The hostess may also provide a door prize. Small amounts of money can be involved as well. The object of the game is to accumulate points and to roll certain combinations. The winners get prizes (provided by the hostess or pooled from the club resources) for accomplishments such as the highest score, the lowest score, or the most buncos. 

 Bunco was originally "8-Dice cloth", a dice game in 18th-century England. It was imported to San Francisco as a gambling activity in 1855, where it gave its name to gambling parlors or Bunco parlors, and more generally to any swindle. After the Civil War the game evolved to a popular parlor game. During the 1920s and Prohibition, Bunco was re-popularized as a gambling game, often associated with a speakeasy. Law-enforcement groups raiding these parlors came to be known as "Bunco squads". Bunco as a family game saw a resurgence in popularity in the 1980s.

A Little Rambling

Interesting day...
Well, boring really, but I feel like rambling.

Hubby has been adjusting our furnace for the past month. Basically, it is shot, but we didn't want to buy a new one right now (I'm still unemployed, and who wants to spend thousands on a furnace?) Our home has two furnaces, the main one heats the majority of the home; living room, family room, kitchen, dining room, 3 bedrooms. The previous owners, added an in-law suite (we use as our bedroom) and a room I use as my office. These rooms have an additional furnace as well. Thank goodness we have the "spare" when the major one goes out, we have warmth in our bedroom! Hubby is a clever fellow & surprises me with his wealth of knowledge and ability to make things work.  When he can't figure it out, he will adjust it somehow. I swear the man has the ability to make things work by intimidation! When the furnace wouldn't kick back on, Hubby "kicked the crap out of it"... literally. I heard the banging, ran to the garage & there he was kicking & punching the side. Apparently, he loosened the "crap" the builds up in the gas lines. He has been repeating this beating every now and then for the past month or so. After a while, there is no crap left to knock loose and there comes a time when you just gotta replace the dang thing! Today, we got that final diagnose and will replace it tomorrow. Today I met with the Heater Man, as he calls himself. Can't wait to sign a check over to him tomorrow. {heavy sigh}

I called to set an appointment for an interview with a prospective job. The GM had called me Friday, asked me if I could call Monday at 9:00am to set the appointment. I did, but he was, "swamped and asked if he could call me back later this afternoon." "Sure! I look forward to hearing from him." He didn't call. I don't know if I should be worried or relieved.

I did get called from the hospital I am wanting to volunteer with. We did a phone interview and I am getting assigned to go forward with the Help Program, that will allow me to work with the elderly. I am so excited. This is the assignment I was hoping to get! I have another interview with them as well as starting my blood work, id printing, etc. on Friday. If we still feel this is the right assignment, I will get some necessary training, then do a shadow day.

I had fun at the Gynecologist this afternoon. (NOT). Oh I hate these yearly check ups. This one was particularly stressful, as it has been a year since my last clear PAP, following two years of slice & dice of my cervix. If you are an old follower of my blog, you may remember my run in with cancerous cell growth that plagued my cervix. Grrrr, it was frustrating. However, I was overjoyed to finally get a green light of "cleared".  Dreading today as I don't want to hear, "well, it is abnormal again and we need to take a closer look"...
It's wait and see time.

I started writing in my other blog. I have a private one. It has more ugly & bad, than good.  I write some good in it :) It needed it. I am going to try to be more positive in both.

Uhmmm, what else.
Creeped on facebook, Read a little. Cooked one of the PF Chang meals from the grocery (which was really good, Hubby & I both enjoyed). Oh yeah, came up with a craft for my giveaway in the pay it forward.

uhmmm. I'm bored. Think I will watch the Bachelor.

Pay It Forward

YIKES!
I have won over at my favorite Blogger Pammy sue @ Scotty's Place this fun little Pay It Forward contest.
Pammy is ultra talented so I am a lucky girl to win anything from her. I know I will love it.
My winner's hopefully have a sense of humor and know that my heart is in this but, your handmade prizes may be, well, let's just say less desirable!
Okay, here is how it works:
*1st THREE people to comment on this post will receive a handmade gift from me! Something in the next 6 months (I will try to get moving...but I procrastinate too much)
*2nd IF you are one of the lucky winners, you will have to host the same Pay It Forward on your Blog and send gifts to three winners as well.

So, I know you are excited! I'm so crafty and all. hahaahaa! maybe there was a time with my little Brownies & preschoolers...
What are you waiting for? Comment now.

ps~ Mark P... it would be so interesting to see your handmade "gifts".. you too WIZZ♥

Violence and Porn on TV

My Hubby has discovered a couple of new series on television.
About every evening while I am reading, he watches the tube. It's our winding down time. Sometimes I will watch, but honestly, our preference in entertainment differ. While he likes adventure, I prefer comedy. I like stuff that is goofy or ridiculous (sitcoms & reality). Hubby likes grit and grim (fighting & survival).
Hubby has started watching the Vampire series and Spartacus series.
Have you seen any of these?

What do you think of the Vampire series? I can't watch them. They are full of violence. GROSS. I also think they are evil. They scare the shit out of me.

Have you watched Spartacus? It does have a great story line and is very political if you think about it.
But my oh my...I think they are pushing the envelope. Last night, while reading, I found it difficult to concentrate with F*cK this & F*cK that. I can handle Sh*t & B*tch, but its getting a bit much.
The worse of it is seeing naked "slaves" strolling along and while the men were in the crapper.. Then there were the "rewarding the gladiators" with sex slaves. My oh my... Now, I know we are seeing booties & boobies more and more on the tube. BUT when I see cooters and penis, I draw the line. Seeing a couple together having sex and seeing an orgy with bodies a flopping...GROSS
PORN!!!
Time to change the channel!
Seriously....

Sign Me Up

I am in the process of becoming a hospital volunteer.  It is a long process.
When my Aunt became disabled and required time in the hospital, and later in a nursing home, I spent much time visiting her. I became very aware of all the people that help make these experiences more valuable and tolerable. I started thinking I would do well working in these environment. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to find a real job within.
HOWEVER~
I have discovered they will take me without a salary.
I decided to go with the local Catholic hospitals (where we go when necessary).  They have three locations, two that I would be interested in.
My first step was inquiring online on their website. Second, fill out the 7 page inquiry, including allowing them to do a background criminal and reference check. I completed and returned in November. They finally called me a couple of weeks ago, to proceed with step three, Orientation. I was sent more paperwork, and required to take a test, and bring with me to the orientation. I meet with other volunteer hopefuls and the Coordinators this past Tuesday. More paperwork, sizing for the "uniform" {choice of a burgundy polo or a navy vest. First I choose the polo, but then changed my mind and with with the vest as I can keep it cleaner & its more versatile. The orientation was informative and I am very impressed that one has to go through so much just to volunteer. They take it seriously and one must know and agree to the rules, mission statement, and confidentiality.
I still feel really good about volunteering. Actually even more convinced.
I have three more steps. I will be called for my interview, to decide where I am a best fit. I will have a "shadow day" to give it a trail. Finally, if I am still in... the blood test & screenings and my ID badge will be made.
They expect a six month commitment, and I have already discussed the possibility of changing hours, should someone actually hire me for a real paying job.
I am hoping to be placed in one of two areas: Hospice or "The Help Program" which is a program for Geriatric Care.  I love the elderly and I have great patience with them. I think our elderly have such wonderful stories to tell us, and we can learn so much from them. As for Hospice, dying is something we all must do, I try to see things from a good prospective view. I feel I would be a great asset for either.
I feel a calling to do this. So many advantages for me. To feel needed. To feel helpful. To make others smile. To give back. And possible, find something networking or getting discovered or even discovering a career within the hospital. Who knows? I just know that this is something I need to do.

Snow Days

My last post was rather morose, so flipping to a lighter note...
Although our snow has melted today, I have a few pictures that I took last week that I want to share. I hope they will give you some smiles and giggles.

Bandit chasing Riley

Dakota & his favorite toy enjoying the snow

 

Old Man Rocky showing off his sweater to Riley

Happiness

Are you happy?
I mean REALLY happy?
How does that feel?
I should be happy. I have so much to be grateful & happy for.  A wonderful husband, beautiful smart daughters, an Arkful of animals. A roof over my head. Friends and family that love me.

So, what is wrong with me?
I feel like it is always three steps forward, two steps back for me. Every happy occasion in my life seems to come at a cost. I have happy moments but so many sad ones. I don't know what, where, or who I should be. I don't know.

I know so many people that have it bad, so many that have reasons to be sad, yet the are inspirational. They certainly don't play the poor me card. Again, I have so much to be happy for...so why do the things that get me down, get me so down.

Why am I so unhappy?
Why do I question what I am doing so?

I have a wonderful therapist that keeps me on track. She has taught me many coping mechanisms that help.  I am trying to let go and remember that I can't fix things.

But, I feel helpless with some things.

I feel a disappointment and failure to some that I love so dearly.
I can't change this, and that frustrates me.
My relationships are so important, (too important) and my Mom, Husband, and Daughters mean the world to me. To let any of them down is devastating.
I lost a close friend this year. Well, I didn't lose them, I had to make a decision to let them go. A healthy decision but painful never less. I miss them, but can't deal with them.
I can't find a job. What the flying fish? I'm 48 yrs old. Am I really that under-qualified or undesirable to everyone?

I am not looking for a pity party.  Really. I would happily accept prayers though. I guess I just need to vent. Therapy is a few weeks away and my Hubby doesn't "like" when I feel this way. I don't share this with him. He believes a person can "toughen up" and not be weak.
I am trying.

On Another Book Run!

I am in love with another Author!

I just finished my first novel by Francine Rivers. 

I COULD NOT PUT IT DOWN!!! Oh my Gosh! It has been so long since an author captivated me like this. I felt her characters joy and sorrow. I read through 30 years of a family's saga at the turn of the twentieth century. It begins in Switzerland, and journeys us through Europe, Canada and America.

I am going to the library tomorrow to pick up my second novel from Ms. Rivers. This one actually came out prior to "Her Mother's Hope", but I am getting these from the library and I am not the only person loving her writings. I am also waiting for the second part of the two part series Marta's Legacy (1st being "Her Mother's Hope"). titled "Her Daughter's Dream".  These from Marta's Legacy is based off Francine's Grandmother & Mother relationship. OH MY GOSH! So I find out today, after finishing 483 pages.. this is based on true facts! No wonder I felt this wonderful kinship. 

Francine Rivers has been a successful writer for 30 years. In 1986 she became a born-again Christian and wrote Redeeming Love as a statement of her faith. (I can't wait to start it! it's based on retelling the biblical story of Gomer & Hosea, set during the gold rush of California. It has held a spot on the Christian Best Seller List for nearly a decade.)

My cousin, Shari, just recommended I should read Karen Kingsbury too. Anxious to try her out as well. The way, Shari talked about her, I think I will be just as mesmerised!

Oh what joy! I was in such a Book rut, and I am tickled pink to find something I really like again ☻

Inside Conversations

Sometimes my best conversations are inside my head.
{Don't think I am crazy. I know you have them too.}
Especially after something has happened or said to me. I will come up with a witty comeback or better way of handling something, but too late.  Hubby is out of town and although I talk to my pets, I am having some thought provoking conversations within myself too.  I think it helps me to better prepare for upcoming situations.

I found a book, by Rabbi Zelig Pliskin, "Conversations with Yourself". I read a bit of the reviews and I am anxious to get my hands on it. This book helps you "harness a power within".  A way to use to your advantage these conversations to better myself and my speaking skills.  Maybe it will help me to not get frustrated and cry when I can't express myself the way I meant or want.  Maybe I will learn to think, before I speak...
Singer, Taylor Swift, openly talks about her conversations she has with herself. As well as other celebrities. 
I like my inside conversations so much better than my real conversations. I am one of those people that doesn't like the pause silence... you know that awkward silence like nothing left to say. Or shyness. I RAMBLE on and on! TO MUCH INFORMATION! I need to learn to listen more and talk less. I need to pay attention to what is being said to me, and not drift off into what I want to say next.

A Bruised Heart

My heart is heavy and bruised a bit.
I have been hurt by those I love and I am having a hard time processing it.
Things were said, emotions flowed. I am blaming myself, because that is what I do.
I am raw. I have been over-analysing  and reliving the conversations.

The past couple of weeks have been difficult.  I few different situations, involving different loved ones, have collided at the same time. I feel like pieces of my heart have been torn out little by little and I am weak.

Today, I got yet another tongue lashing.
Really? 
You have no ideal. 
My shoes you have not walked. 
My path is not yours. 
Things are not always what they seem.
How dare you assume you can have this discussion with me?
I walked away, but, in tears.  Maybe it is me. Maybe, I am a bit of a fuck up.

I am searching for answers. And for solutions. My Therapist has given me wonderful coping skills that I am applying (which seems to be part of which some loved ones are resisting. They like me better as a doormat). I am grateful I got to see her this week. God is hearing much from me as well.  My prayers & conversations with Him are long winded, and I am trying to listen to what He is telling me I should do. It is only the tenth of January and I have already made it to three churches. Dear friend to vent with is valued and adored. (What would I do without her?). I have a ton to write but feel the censorship thus I think I will put these thoughts in my private Blog.  I am perplexed...


Today, it's just me, the dogs & cats. My daughters went back to the University over the weekend. Hubby is out of town on business. I know it crushed him to hear of today's little encounter. He wants to comfort, he wants to protect. He wishes I went with him on this trip. We needed it, and it is a brief one. But, who'd take care of my spoiled pooches & Puss'? My dogs don't like everyone, they are spoiled and want me to care for them. People are scared of them. People are also afraid of one of the cats. I wouldn't use a kennel, nor can I afford one (I have 6 pets). The girls, dang it, they are back in Muncie... too far to help with my mutts. It's yet another thing that is MY FAULT, imagine that? I should have trained them better so we could have neighbor kids help like we use to with prior pets.

I'm sitting here with my first glass of wine. I'm about to indulge on some Mac N Cheese. I think I am tossing the notion of cleaning my carpets and getting the house spotless aside, and engrossing myself in comfort foods. So, I am not even going to peek at the calorie & fat content that I am going to consume this late afternoon /evening... I will blame the extra pounds on those that have been cruel, although we all know that in reality it is, of course, like everything else, my fault.

Bandit's New "Clothes"

I have been having a "problem" with my Bandit ever since Dakota came to live with us. That would be 3 years. He is an insecure dog.. he accepted Riley (she was in the household before Bandit). But, when Dakota came to live with us, Bandit became very jealous, he seems to love Dakota, /they are pretty inseparable and even chose to cuddle up and sleep together. The problem is he started "marking" territory. Huge problem.. I have tried so many things to break him of this. It's not like he has to pee... He will pee in 4-10 spots outside. I would think he is "empty"... but noooooooo. Next thing I know he has tinkled a bit on the door frame, chair, etc. (I know, pretty gross). I should have stock in Nature's Miracle & Odor Ban!
Anyway...  I think I have found a solution that will work. Fingers are crossed!
Introducing...

How about that?  I did a little research online and found many colors, sizes and types. Today I checked our local PetsMart and found they carried this one.
We tried it on Bandit, but first sidetracked him with new treats.

3 dog chews & Bandit's nose

Bandit choose first. But Riley and Dakota also got one.

Dakota got the pink icing one

Riley with her choice

Now please don't laugh, Bandit is sensitive, he barely noticed it.

Isn't he cute?
Surprisingly, he didn't try to pull it off. He was so happy to have free run of the house.  And of course, there was the distraction of that treat.
Eventually, he did try to lift his leg and mark something...BUT...like a well made diaper, it absorbed in the "wrap".
He is naked again right now, and sad to be back in my office/their room. But his wrap is in the washer and we will give it a another try.
Stylist Pup, eh? I think he looks pretty good in his new "clothes".