Let It Fly

It's almost time for the dog to get a good grooming.

We only do it twice a year - she's that sort of dog.

The men around here always send me with a single special request for the groomer.

They always ask me to make sure her MOHAWK does not get trimmed.

That sprout of orangish hair is not very dignified, 

but I've been told that it's her trademark.

Side Note:

I actually took this photo because the dear dog is busy making nose art (which I hate).

Yes, nose art is what I've heard it called, and I've decided to adopt that description  for my own.

Isn't it great how renaming something yucky can make it seem ....

 less yucky???

Use with care - this cannot be applied in every situation.

Believe me if you're able - I HAVE spent time trying to train the dog to keep 

her nose off the glass. But when the neighborhood man-dog tramp sashays past?

She just turns into a hot mess. And my heart goes out to our celibate, unsocialized

but beloved family dog. I toss training right out the window. 

It's time to let the nose art just happen. 

Just let it fly.

Pick your battles.

Know when to quit.

Be reasonable.

***Feel free to add your own quippy wisdom.***

But I'll draw the line at this clever quote - 

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em!

The Weekend Brew