I own a gorgeous baby boy husky. He turned a year old a couple months ago and is no different than a actual baby. This morning, I walked out with his food so that he can happily nourish his body with the bounty. And my heart stops for a moment when I see he has a blood red stain on his muzzle. And his left paw. and his right. Holy shit. Did someone attack my baby?
No, as a matter of fact. After a moment of surveying my beloved dog, I noticed broken shards of clear material on the ground. I looked closer, anger simmering that maybe he managed to get a hold of glass, but confused as I have NO idea how that would happen.
A few moments passed.
Seems I had dropped a tube of my favorite blood red lipstick outside last night when I was spending time with the puppy. He ate my tube of lipstick - to the best of his ability.
That’s one way to test to see if animals are allergic to cosmetics.
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I’ve Got the Ball Rolling! - Starting Out
"This is my rate. I arrive on time, makeup and hair ready, will sign the waiver first thing, and do anything else you may need."
"Is that a sexual reference?"
"No. It is not. On my profile, I offer a variety of other services such as finding other people to work with and helping you find a location to shoot in for the best price."
"That scared me there."
“Apparently, you have not had the opportunity to work with professionals and don’t have that experience. That’s quite unfortunate. However, my schedule is full and I am not accepting bookings at this time. Have a great day!”
Yep. It happens. It’s random. And unprofessional. Thanks, but no thanks.