I would never have predicted that this is where I would be six months ago: sitting at my kitchen table writing a blog post. For the past three years, I have spent my Thursdays and Fridays working with Karen in her home, sewing, designing, supply sourcing… you name it, we did it. Why the change? When the previous dance season was winding down and we were looking ahead, we had the crazy thought in our heads that we were going to have a lighter load this fall. We spent the summer working on promoting our Tiny Tutus and discussing possible directions to shake business up a bit, and in August we took a well-deserved break and spent far too much time and money on knitting and yarn.
One week after being adopted.
So, how do you follow a rather up-and-down summer? You get a puppy, of course!! See, all those work days spent together included lunches spent enjoying veggies and hummus while watching cute puppy videos online. Toss in a few days of puppy-sitting for Karen’s brother-in-law and it was all downhill from there. In early September, after years of internal debate, Karen and her wonderful hubby adopted a little cutie from a rescue and named her Freya. It has been a while since they were puppy parents and life has been interesting since the addition to the family.
Freya is thriving and enjoying her yard!
Mmmmm, stick!
Since I spend a significant amount of time working in their home, Freya and I were getting along quite well, which I thought was surprising since I never considered myself a dog person. But then it happened. Labor Day morning, I was sitting with my hubby at the kitchen table surfing the internet over breakfast and we saw her. An animal rescue sixty miles from our home was going to have a litter of puppies up for adoption in two weeks. What makes this especially crazy is that our daughter had recently moved out and the house was finally quiet and becoming once again our own. After a bit of talk, we put in an application, got the call giving us the green light, and made plans to bring home a cute little darling of our own!
Chloe at ten-weeks and starting life with a new family.
Chloe checking out her new home.
Chloe loves her yard.
If I sit like this, will I get a treat?
We have gone from thinking tutus all the time to puppies all the time! Although we have been preoccupied with house training, playing sock tug-of-war, chew toy hoarding, and interrupted sleep schedules, tutus have been fighting for our attention. We love our new puppies, but we love making beautiful tutus and costumes, too. And now that we have puppies, we need to work more, because these little darlings need some bones.