Every morning after I get dressed, I sit in my large maroon chair and brush Gidget’s teeth. Well, she doesn’t actually let me use a dog tooth brush, but she has gotten pretty good at letting me use gauze and a gel that I rub over her teeth.
After I’m done brushing her teeth, I sit in admiration of her for a few moments. As I looked down at her today, all of a sudden I realized we were “dressed” in the same colors. She was the perfect matching accessory for my outfit. I think I may just need to carry her in my arms all day long. Much better than a matching purse, don’t you think?