Lack of Light

I need to remember to ask. It could be thriftyness; it could be she only reads her phone; it could be she's able to see in the dark, but the only light is the low-watt, fluorescent in the poodle lamp. I need more in order to glean the finer points of care & feeding of my new electric razor.

You'll note the two meds boxes; they're never far from reach though administration is only 2x/day.

The tall figure atop my display case (we each have our own), is a Halloween cat found some years ago in a psychedelia-store in Cottonwood, Arizona.  At its feet is another of Michelle's tableau's. This one features a blue, glass cat - in the lap of the action-figure - she spotted at The Alamo Gallery in Socorro the other day when we were returning from our Get-away-from-The-Cat juant to Las Cruces. 

The whole poodle-thing is a response to the culture's insidious need to enhance peoples', specifically womens', appearance. In her younger day, her focus was on the mods (modifications) aimed at women such as "the 18-hour girdle," to breast implants, botox and on and on. She saw a similar attitude in the "dos" poodles were given and the breeding of "teacup" animals. And, of course, the action-figure exemplifies the physique expected of males.