The Princess feels like Shopping!   Get out of my way, Bob, I just happened to find my very favoirte catalog:

                                     In The Company of Dogs, Summer 2008

and I am ready to spend my inheritance.   Well, not really.    But if my Dad just happens to leave his credit card around, and my little paw just  happens to swipe it (pun intended), then what good is a Dad for,  if not for that?   I mean really.    He always says I am his favorite girl and I am feeling sad and blue this morning, so a trip through the pages of this fine, fine publication are in order.    Since I have been diagnosed with my tumor, I have found that many things are possible that were not possible before.    My Gram says this is called "milking it for all it is worth".      Remember Patch Adams?   He felt that laughter was the best medicine.   Actually, I'm sticking with Dr. Tyrrell, but I do think that it is important for me, The Princess, to have a proper sense of humor.   And shopping skills.

So what to buy? What to buy? What to buy?  Let's start on page five with me and Bridget, the Bullmastiff.   I don't want to meet Bridget, but I definately need the dipping pool.    My Mom is very sweet and just purchased me a kiddy pool, but come on.   Who in the world does she think is going to cool off in a kiddy pool.   I NEED to have a special construction, attractive and easy to use dipping pool WITH a constant supply of fresh drinking water.   What was my Mom thinking? Oh, please!   Get Real.     It's me, Daisy.   The Princess.   In cheap plastic, designed for diaper wearing little kidlets?   I guess that settles that one.

Turn the page.    I need the Breezy Bed, complete with canopy (well...overhead protection).   Peddlar, the Golden Retriever can stay at his home with his bed.    And by the way, can I have this custom made in pink?

The L.A. Limo on page 9 will come in handy when I need to visit my doctors.    I guess I'll have to settle for khaki with white trim, although the Companion Console Car Seat on page 11 does come in pink.   Finally the proper color.   But the biggest Companion holds up to 30 pounds, and whereas I have lost weight, I'm not that thin, nor do I plan on becoming that thin in the foreseeable future.    So page 9 it is.

Next page, please.   Page 10.    I am very tired of hopping up into my Mom's car.   Please ship the Telescoping Ramp at the bottom of the page.    Can this be scattered with rose petals each time I use it?

I'm sure you are seeing a bit of a theme going with my purchases.     I need to rest comfortably in the back-yard and when traveling.

How about the Instant Screen on page 22?   I made my own doggy door out of our kitchen screen door, but my Dad is drawing the line on the front door.   I think he would really like this useful invention.   Please leave Paji, the Rhodesian Ridgeback at home, BTW.

Frankly, "Ezzie" the English Bulldog on page 26 is not all that beautiful.   Or manly, I guess I should say.  But the Therapeutic Pad he is resting on is what I need.  I will admit that occasionaly I will break down and lay on our tile, but I would do it more often with this as it will prevent calluses on my joints and keep my health condition from worsening. I don't like blue, although this appears to be more of a turquoise shade, so it will have to do.  Lime green is nicer, catalog people.

I don't need any doggy bowls, thanks.   Although the ones in the catalog are nice.   But just not me.   My Gram hand-paints my bowls, and I do like the ones I have.      And she knows my color choices from moment to moment.  I do, however, need the Tile Mirror on page 38.   I would like it hung at MY level so that I can be sure I always look nice.   Don't you think that would be useful?  To hang your mirror at your dogs eye-view?

Oh look, how cute.  Page 45.   My Gram needs those pajama's with little Rusty dogs on them.   This is definately my Gram.   And they are big enough for her, too.   And do you not just love the Good Dog Jar on page 47.   I'm getting that for my Gram too.   And for me??????   I love Stephen Huneck!    Look at his Dog Toy Chest on page 49.   It is perfect for me.   Perfect.  Please ask Taylor, the Akita puppy to step away from the chest.   Thanks.

Oh and I can't wait for Bob the Bulldog, the framed print on page 51.   Is that not special?   Why anyone would name their dog Bob, I have no idea, but oh well.   Oh wait, I forgot.   We have Bob in our home, don't we?
  How could I forget him?  I should purchase him something.  Or not.

My Mom needs the I Love my Dawg Bracelet on page 56.  This way she will be even more stylish than she already is when she is walking other people's dogs and everyone will know she loves me best.    I promise I won't tell that sometimes, in the morning?   She leaves our home in her pajama's.

Last but certainly not least, I'll have a one each of the new collar's on page 58.  One in Orange/Hot Pink and one in Tidal Blue/Blue.   They remind me of the special walking in the water shoes that my Mom has.   We will match when we go to see Dr. Tyrrell.   Not that my Mom will be walking in the water when she is taking me places, but they are just so cute and they match her pajama's so sometimes she does wear them when we are together.

I'm done.
I'm tired.

But this was pretty fun, wasn't it?   Where is that AmEx card, anyway?   I really should have one of my own.  In pink, don't you agree?

In parting, let me just show you something:                      This photograph - a recent cover of my favorite catalog, I would guess, is NOT THE PRINCESS.  Nope.   Not even close.    Catalog people?   Why is The Princess not on your cover?

When all of my fans go shopping, I suspect they will be asking you this important question.  

Love,
Daisy