Sherlock Dharms

You know how compulsive gamblers can ask to be put on a special list so the casinos won't let them in? I think I might need a list like that for certain stores. On Friday, I managed to avoid the yarn store, but I did go to the Chocolate Emporium and London Dog. As I type, I am eating bridge mix from the Chocolate Emporium (with no icky raisins!) And I bought Dharma a very overpriced tweed jacket from London Dog. But see how cute it is? Doesn't she look vedy, vedy British? A bit like Sherlock Holmes, but without the pipe? They had hats, but I think that people who put hats on their dogs are even crazier than people who buy them little winter coats. And it was hard enough to keep her from eating the coat, since it has fuzzy lambswool lining that is, apparently, quite tasty.



I also gave in to the latest craze of arranging books to say clever things with the titles. In an effort to avoid total chaos in bookland, I only made one stack.


But I can see how addictive this game could become.