I think Pi is trying to gaslight me.
Friends come to meet him and he’s the ultimate tail-waggy, cute, well behaved dream dog. When I describe his Cujo like other side they all look at me like “really David?”
“But it’s true!!!!!” I cry. “I’ll show you” and I leave the room. And he wags his tail, curls up and takes a nap.
But once the friends leave, if I even look like I’m going to, oh I don’t know, go to the bathroom alone, it’s Stephen King time.
This has led to a sort of Dog Supervised House-Arrest situation which has yielded both good and bad results
Upside of Being Under Dog House Arrest:
- I’m getting lots of filing done
- I have time to do the research for new designs
- When I do make it “over the wall” so-to-speak and get to the garage I execute my chores with a breath taking, military-like precision and efficiency that would make my father proud
- Facing an upsetting lack of tortilla chips and a glorious abundance of pretzels I invented Pretzel Nachos!
- I invented Pretzel Nachos. I was not actually in need of yet ANOTHER salt/fat delivery system…but they are delicious.
- Getting ready for the big Jackalope show last weekend was challenging.
I couldn’t really plan out my booth the way I usually do so I just chucked a lot of stuff in the car and hoped for the best.
I did forgot my banner that says “Cheltenham Road” and I neglected to bring my business cards but other than that I was, you know, “Captain of Industry” all the way baby!
Product-wise I had to focus on things that I could (mostly) make indoors.
This restriction somehow, to all my Spite Crafting signs morphing into something a bit less spiteful and a lot of fun.
So, in addition to my Camera Shop Sign (click here for a tutorial on the image transfer technique I used)
there was a vintage bicycle sign (graphic courtesy of the The Old Design Shop):and my favorite one that I made with an old typewriter advertisement
They were fun, easy to make and, best of all, sold!
Now, of course, I had to bring Pi with me or face the consequences.
I was nervous about how he’d do in public but he did great (gaslighting!)….with a tiny exception.
I gave him one job. ONE JOB!
He was to sit up, look adorably puppy-like and lure unsuspecting customers into my booth. They would squeal over the cuteness of my pet and then feel compelled to purchase coasters (it’s a well known cause-effect pattern).
He just laid there behind or under a table.
His pay will be docked accordingly.
So my job now is to continue to try to train him to chill-out (he’s actually been doing better the last couple of days) while I make a bunch of
pretzel nachos coasters that are due at the stores.
Wish me luck!