If dogs were eligible for sainthood, I would nominate Mary Jane, a three year old Jack Russell terrier. She understands well her familial responsibilities, and carries them out whatever the cost, enduring martyrdom for the love of Emmalee.
Emmalee is being potty trained, and is doing pretty well. To encourage her, Mommy and Daddy bought her several packages of soft, colorful, pretty little girl panties, an incentive for her to make it to the potty in time to avoid soiling them.
This morning Emmalee was playing quietly in her room with Mary Jane keeping her company, while Mommy worked at her desk. Usually it is very hard to get anything done with Emmalee around, especially on the computer, but this morning was a nice exception. Time passed, and Mommy had become very focused on her task, when she sensed a presence beside her. Looking down, she saw two eyes staring up intently. The eyes pleaded, "Help me... help me!"
Mary Jane was wearing Emmalee's panties - over her head! (And do you see the string of beads?!)
Then Mommy noticed that Mary Jane was also wearing a pair of panties on the other end of her body. The little elastic waistband hung appropriately on the dog's even tinier waist, and her little hind feet had been placed correctly through the leg openings. There was no itty-bitty hole in the panties for her tail, nevertheless the little stump wiggled hopefully under the silky material as she gazed imploringly up at Mommy.
When she was finally able to stop laughing, Mommy grabbed her camera and took pictures. Too bad for us (but happily, I'm sure, for Mary Jane), the second pair of panties had slipped down enabling her to step out of them.
Emmalee is being potty trained, and is doing pretty well. To encourage her, Mommy and Daddy bought her several packages of soft, colorful, pretty little girl panties, an incentive for her to make it to the potty in time to avoid soiling them.
This morning Emmalee was playing quietly in her room with Mary Jane keeping her company, while Mommy worked at her desk. Usually it is very hard to get anything done with Emmalee around, especially on the computer, but this morning was a nice exception. Time passed, and Mommy had become very focused on her task, when she sensed a presence beside her. Looking down, she saw two eyes staring up intently. The eyes pleaded, "Help me... help me!"
Mary Jane was wearing Emmalee's panties - over her head! (And do you see the string of beads?!)
Then Mommy noticed that Mary Jane was also wearing a pair of panties on the other end of her body. The little elastic waistband hung appropriately on the dog's even tinier waist, and her little hind feet had been placed correctly through the leg openings. There was no itty-bitty hole in the panties for her tail, nevertheless the little stump wiggled hopefully under the silky material as she gazed imploringly up at Mommy.
When she was finally able to stop laughing, Mommy grabbed her camera and took pictures. Too bad for us (but happily, I'm sure, for Mary Jane), the second pair of panties had slipped down enabling her to step out of them.
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