X"I SAW YOUR SHOES AND I was glad you dressed for comfort." Jo said.
"Yes, she told me not to wear my boots as I was tall enough already." I replied.
"She?" Jo looked puzzled.
"Oh, you're not going to believe this, but my dog has been giving me pointers on dressing. She's a red heeler named Wilma.”
Jo's mouth opened wide. "Like a voice in your head? And they know stuff they couldn't possibly?"
It was my turn to be open-mouthed. "You have a dog that dresses you?" I asked.
"His name is Beau and said you'd like a little flounce. He picked out this outfit." Jo said with a touch more red in her own cheeks.
I had to smile to keep from laughing. "Well he certainly got that right. Those are great colors, and they so match your hair. But your hair is how I saw you first - you're not going to
