So. We seem to have acquired a dog. A very, very small dog, but none the less, definitely a dog. If you happened to look up and see a flock of pigs flying last week, now you know why.
Her name is Winnie (that’s the name she came with from the shelter). She weights about 7 lbs, harness and leash included. She is, most definitely, a mutt. Some sort of terrier mix. She’s charming and super sweet and the children adore her.
I’m pretty smitten as well, although I hadn’t counted on the amount of stuff she’d need. Less, certainly, than a small child, but it comes in equally garish colors and materials. Blech. So I am forced, forced I say, to research attractive dog supplies. Here you are. Modern dog essentials, most courtesy of a lovely store called Domestic Beast.
My “wish list” includes a $60 leather collar, a $40 rope leash and lovely dipped dishes. As well as felted wool toys. I imagine if my children need Waldorf materials to be successful, then so does the dog. What she actually has, however, is a cheap collar and leash from Target and a generic rope pull toy. She also has far less attractive dishes. C’est la vie.
I did, however, get the black storage containers for her food. And will probably get the tag, as the noise from the dangling ones is annoying late at night.
If only I’d realized the exciting organization and style opportunities a new pet would offer. The children really should have thought to include such things in their requests for a dog years ago. They might have been successful much earlier.