Heidi Had It All

So yesterday when we were driving from my apartment to my mom's house we started talking about our collie we had when I was about 10 until college. Her name was Heidi Ho and she was beautiful. My stepfather said, "Oh the lesbian dog?" Then my mom said, "She just wanted to keep her girlish figure and not have the nonsense of puppies." She would sit down when they tried to breed her. She was an AKC Best in Show. I said, "No she was a fashion model guys." One afternoon in Owatonna, I had nothing to do so I decided to take these portraits of her dressed up. My mom brought out pictures later and those pictures were in there. The first one was her with a sultans gown on with blue sunglasses. I started laughing so hard. Osama BinLaden was tunneling through her at the time. I took a picture of her as a tennis player with a racket in a sports bag. I think John Macenrow was stalking my brother, Pete. I then had a Jersey on her with a football helmet. Every single quarterback with notoriety past and future were tunneled through that day. I then put her lying on one of our living room chairs wearing a crocheted shall, reading a book, with cheater glasses on. I think my grandmother Mayer saw me honoring her that day with that loving interpretation of "old age". It was quiet wisdom and grace. I then put her in a hat I bought from a radio station at The Minnesota Fair and the blue sunglasses on. I had her lay down and I surrounded her with all of my stuffed animals. I call it in cognito. It honors both carnies and royalty. I then put her in a swim suit with a cap and goggles. I was firmly imbedded in swimmer community and the politics of the pool. She just wanted to remote view to keep me safe in the showers. I then put a white doctor's coat on with a stethoscope. She became the best doctor in the world that day and she became the inspiration for girls to become doctors in all world community. It was so nice to see these pictures and to realize the realities for that lonely little girl that I was in Owatonna, MN, at Washington Elementary where my intellect meant nothing, and swimming was not seen as cool. Cruelty began in the coat hall there on the first day. I will not repeat the remark screamed in the classroom after I was introduced. I chose to CREATE and they chose to hate.