One Friday night the girls and I were especially bored.
I was telling my girls how when I was younger, my mom would take our dog in to be "beautified" (aka, bathed & prettied up w/ bows & nail polish).
That's when it hit us to "beautify" Smokey. We still don't know if it's a boy or a girl. Tonight, Smokey was a girl.
Pardon the very blurry pictures and the very full cheeks. Smokey was a pain to hold down while we painted her nails. Whiskers were painted as well by accident ... but we got the job done!