The Doggie Bag

We got this little bag in the mail, one of those free give a way things with a subscription to Field & Stream magazine. My husband, Jerry asked what it was for, and after giving it the once over decided it would be a good doggie bag. Having a few dogs handy for a test ride, although Miss Peaches was the only one really willing to get in. Not too bad she said.

Le Doggie Bag

If you have read this blog before you may remember a mention of a serious illness I had a few years back. I credit My Three Doxson's with a major part of my recovery. Anyway, this is where the doggie bag comes in. I was in the hospital for a couple of months, I had GBS, on a respirator, paralyzed, feeding tube, lots of wires, bells and whistles. One day my daughter managed to get Miss Peachy up to my room for a visit. I was so surprised, Peach was a little nervous, like she knew she was part of a conspiracy. She was in one of those fashionable doggie bags, but ducked down inside. So much for security at the hospital. I always get a kick out of old movies where people roam around freely in the halls and the doctors smoke in your room. It was nice to see Miss Peachy, I hadn't seen any of the dogs in weeks, and wouldn't see them again for a few more.

On call, 24/7

After modeling the bag for us, and having her picture taken, Jerry put her down on the floor to let her out. She just sat there, it seems it was kinda cozy in there, and we all know dachshunds are professionals when it comes to being cozy. We tried to convince the boys to take a try. They said "no way" their only interest in doggie bags are what comes out of them, not getting into them.