A few weeks ago I decided that instead of starting a major new project I would upcycle an existing one.... I blogged about it HERE.
I had 10 entries, all of which were put into the metaphorical hat in front of Small Dog.
She had one job.
Pick a slip.
We had to wake her up from one of her many naps and explain to her what she had to do, ie pick up one of the folded slips from the floor in front of her.
She can't claim ignorance of the rules, as she's drawn prize winners loads of times.
However, she was grumpy.....
Perhaps as a result of being wrested from the arms of Morpheus.
Or perhaps because it's so cold and gloomy.
Or perhaps she got out of the wrong side of her basket this morning.
Anyway..... she sat and looked at the paper slips.
Then she looked at us.
Then she promptly turned on her furry little heels and went straight back to her bed.
On the second attempt she looked even more disgruntled. Never have I seen a look more obviously declare "Oh for Dog's sake.... WHY have you dragged me out of my lovely snuggly bed AGAIN, to look at a pile of paper?!"
In an effort to engage her interest, we stirred the slips, inviting her to pick one.
I should have known her mood was not conducive to cooperation but we persisted, until she suddenly dashed forward, grabbed one, and made off with it back to her basket.
She had THAT look on her face. The 'Don't Mess With Me!' look that never bodes well.
We could see the winning slip poking out of her mouth but apparently the rules of the game had changed.
SD: "Well? What? You wanted me to pick one so I did. This one. It's mine now".
Me: "Well done.... that's brilliant. Can I just have a look at it for minute please. You can have it back when I'm finished with it".
SD: Lying down and proceeding to chew the slip, like a small hairy spy eating a secret code. "No. It's mine. I picked it, now I want it. It's mine.
Me: *sigh* Trying to entice her to drop the slip in exchange for one of the others
SD: Raising her eyebrows and clenching her teeth on the slip "Grrrrroffff.... s'mine!"
At this point I decided that discretion was the better part of valour, and sat down at my desk, feigning disinterest in the whole issue of ownership of the slip. At which point SD promptly spat out the slip and lay down to resume her nap with a loud harrumph.
So, finally, here we have it.
A bit chewed and damp round the edges but thankfully still legible..... the winning name for my Alice shop window. Congratulations Josie!
However, as it is the season of giving and goodwill to all, and as I enjoyed ALL of the suggestions, if all of the other entrants could email me their contact details, I will send them a consolation prize as a thank you for taking the time and trouble to enter the competition.
And as for Small Dog.....let's just say her bid for the December Employee of the Month is a lost cause.