ash and coppice
My best pal Jen has a knack for transforming the mundane into something truly majestic. An award-winning creative director in advertising, she has the trained eye to spot a diamond in the rough and the vision to polish it to its very finest. In the advertising business, we have a saying: you can't polish a turd; but somehow she possesses that magical ability (man, do I loooove that saying!).
So, I've asked her to tackle a doozie and seek her readers' advice in her new blog, Ash and Coppice. Said doozie is a foot-tall chihuahua I purchased for a mere 4 bucks at the thrift store last weekend. He gave me those puppy dog eyes and nearly leapt into my basket, or so I told Bobby when he gave me those "what the hell have you brought home this time" looks.
And I don't necessarily like chihuahuas, or even dogs for that matter, but envision him as our ideal family pet. At some point, Avery is going to ask for a dog and I'll just point to our new door stopper and shrug. And he'll never chase our cats!
So, please visit Ash and Coppice to cast your vote. I'm looking forward to reading your recommendations.