DOG OF THE MONTH: BINKIE ROSE

ONE thing that it is important for you to know about me is that I am maniacally on time for anything work related. In what I believe is a direct result,  I’m nearly always late for anything of a personal nature.  And so it is with many television shows. While I’m proud to have been an early Mad Man devotee, such is the exception, never the rule.

 

With this in mind, you’ll need to reserve judgment when I admit that I discovered Downton Abbey a mere 9 days ago. Yes, 9 days.  My Mother has been trying to get me to watch since, well, since a long time, but up until now I’ve stuck to the edict I learned at 14; the only path to true adulthood is never doing what your parent ask you to do.

 

Well.

 

I’m already through all of season 1 and I’m dying to delve into season 2.*

 

This meant that when I went into Muttville Senior Dog Rescue for one of my twice monthly pro-bono sittings, my thoughts went something like this:

 

‘When will Daisy she realize that the evil Thomas will never love her and it warms my heart thinking that Gwen Dawson’s descendant Joan P. Harris (née Holloway) is so much more than a secretary and Mary! Oh she is so my favorite she acts like such a good girl but then she is all ‘Mr. Pamuk! We can’t go down that hall!’ and ‘I don’t care a thing about rules’…and the way she is sort of awkward and graceful all at once and ‘I’m so bored of my gorgeous purple and gray dress…’

 

….Meanwhile, I was asking Binkie Rose to stand and Binkie Rose felt she would look better sitting, allowing her taffeta to drape just so and

 

… OH MY! BINKIE ROSE!! YOU ARE LADY MARY CRAWLEY!’

BINKI ROSE

 

 

 

*Anyone who tells me what happens in season 2 is banned from my blog forever. I’m serious. You think I can’t do that? Go ahead and try me!

 

 

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