When Adam and I were dating, we lived in Brooklyn. We had our initial foray into parenting when we adopted a puppy to complete our home. She was a medium sized Sheppard/Lab mutt. One of our first responsibilities was to get her fixed. We didn't have a car to get her to the vet and so we had to either to hoof it or find another way. Since the place was pretty far, walking wasn't really possible and I didn't think we could take her on the subway. So we thought to call a cab. Which seemed like a fine idea until - as it would just so happen - she got her period – or went into heat or whatever – that morning and started to bleed a little. At a loss for how on earth to put a maxi pad on a dog, I got a pair of what I would consider my “period underwear” (which is basically granny panties that you would never wear on a normal day) and I cut a hole in the ass for her tail. I put them on her, pinned them a bit and stepped back to check out how she looked in the flowery, navy blue, cotton briefs. Awwwwe! Somehow cute! Well, I thought so. But Adam didn’t think it was very cute since he was the one who had to take a dog wearing women’s underwear in a cab to the vet. He looked at the dog and then me - "you can't be serious" he said dryly. I told him that there was no other way and we couldn't wait to get the procedure done. I gave him a kiss and her a pat and quickly left the apartment. I saw the cab at our curb and yelled to Adam that the car we had called was waiting. I watched him come down the stairs. Dixie's tail was wagging wildly moving the underwear from side-to-side, making them nearly fall off. Adam was shaking his head as he opened the cab door. The driver knew he'd have a dog to transport - pretty sure he didn't expect it would be wearing underwear. I have no idea if the driver asked Adam what was going on, or how he'd respond but I was thankful that I at least had pretty period panties now that they were out on display in town!
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