When I leave the house, 4LeggedCreature can't stand it. She hates being alone. In an effort to comfort herself, she will find any article of clothing I have left behind and drag it around the house. Often times I come home to find her snuggled up on the sofa with said article of clothing.
I try not to leave clothes out. But I do occasionally throw my pj's over the edge of my bed, or leave my hoodie on the bench by the front door.
Once, I left one of my bras on the doorknob in the bathroom. During this time, my sofa was also positioned right in front of the big window in the living room. The dog loved hanging out on the sofa because it allowed her the perfect view of the sidewalk and street. This would ensure that no one would get left out. She barked at everyone and everything that moved.
Ok, so back to that day; the day of the "bra incident". I came home from work, pulled into my driveway, and noticed something BIG & WHITE in the middle of the window.
"What is that?" I wondered. I headed toward the front door only to realize that it was my Double-Dang sized bra hanging over the back of the sofa, right there on display for the whole world to see. To make matters worse, the local church ladies had apparently stopped by and taped the monthly calendar to my front door.
I immediately wondered if they came before or after this horrific display. And if they came after, what must they have thought? "Perhaps it's a sign she open for business." Oh boy, I could just hear it now. With my new "Welcome to my Bra" greeting, I was sure to be labeled the new town hussy. Isn't that what newly divorcees become anyway?
Well luckily, nothing was ever mentioned. Though, I did notice both the mailman and garbage collector start to smile my way a bit more!