The real victim of my infertility...

Because I have too much time on my hands and no little babies to do this for, my dog has to suffer this:



I made this dress for Sophie today (and she actually LOVES dressing up). If you are among those who have an aversion to dogs wearing clothes, forget this ever happened. I will say I never take her out of the house like this (except tonight when I drove her to see my husband at work). That makes it a little better, right?

So if you don't like cutesy dog stuff but were able to look past me sewing Sophie a dress (remember, I blame it on infertility), then maybe you shouldn't continue reading. Seriously. Keep any amount of respect you still have for me and don't read on.

Okay, if you're still here, let me just say that I blame what you are about to see on several factors: 1)The material was 60% off, 2) I had tons left after making Sophie's dress, and 3) it only took 15 minutes.

Okay, look at your own risk (don't say I didn't warn you).
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Please don't think less of me and I promise I'm not going to enter some mother/daughter dog photo contest or anything. I swear!