She got all dressed up and everything. (Well, she did have a bit of help from my niece, who considers La Famosa her own personal Barbie-doll-dog).
True story: I married a crazy person, but didn’t really realize it until last spring. Miss Famous and I got the heck out so that I could get far away from his emotionally abusive ways and stayed with my parents for a few months. They have become total Famous Fans, proved by their insistence on being my dog-sitters if I ever go out of town. Back in September, her famousness and I moved to a city about an hour away from my parents and I started a new job. My divorce from the crazy Mr. X was finalized in December and the pooch and I are starting out the new year in style (as you can see above). Miss Famous and I are getting used to living in our new city, which really is a fabulous place. My job security is a wee bit uncertain at the moment (my program may have to eliminate a position in June), but Miss Famous assures me that all I would have to do would be to put a “Will Wag Tail and Lick Face For Food” sign on her, stick her by an intersection close to the freeway, and we’d be rollin’ in the bucks. She’s probably right.