So I checked my calendar and the next time I get on an airplane is August 12th. So I plan to do three weeks of M-F posts until then: Something FOUND, Something WRITTEN, and Something MADE.
curly poodle, submitted by Nina
When I was growing up, my two grandmothers lived within driving distances and visits were fairly frequent. They both had awesome grandmotherly names (Gladys and Esther), and they each had a black dog (Sheri and Susie).
My mother’s mother was Gladys (“Grandma”). She had a Standard poodle named “Sheri” (pronounced sher-ree), who always smelled like perfumed soap. My grandmother kept her groomed and I remember the click-click-click of her red toenails on the kitchen floor. My sister and I loved that dog’s friendly smile and curly poofs and velvety ears. (She also had bad breath, but what could she do?)
My father’s mother was Esther (“Nana”). She had a medium-sized black dog named Susie, her breed unknown to us. Susie was old and graying around the eyes and a little overweight and not that friendly, and Kelly and I didn’t really love her that much.
As far as I know my two grandmothers didn’t see much of each other. In fact, I’m pretty certain they only met once, at my parent’s wedding.*
But they both belonged to the Black Dog Club**, so at least they had something in common.
*There is absolutely no basis for that statement. For all I know they talked on the telephone every Tuesday and took a weekend away to Las Vegas together once a year.
**I had made that up, but decided to google it to see what I found. There is, indeed, a club called the Black Dog Club!
A mini hanging pillow made years ago. It’s me and my first dog… a poodle!
Have a wonderful day and I’ll see you tomorrow!
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