One of my close friends Elise lives 2 blocks from the Makaboo shop, and she and her pups, Jack and Bootsie, often make Makaboo a stop on their neighborhood walks. (I have a major puppy crush on Jack and Boots. I like to think it's mutual.)
From the beginning, Elise has been one of our very best customers, and that was before she gave birth to her son Drew last winter.
Elise's hubby Dan has quite a sense of humor and as soon as they learned that the baby was a boy, he began referring to the unborn child as "The Senator". I thought an Owl Lovie fit perfectly with the scholarly nickname, and gave them one embroidered with "The Senator's Lovie" before Drew arrived.
Drew took to the Owl almost immediately. Unfortunately, so did Bootsie.
At some point before Boots got her paws on the first owl's ears, Dan and Elise had an exchange that went something like this:
"What are these things called? Passion rugs?"
No Dan, they are not called passion rugs and I never, ever, want to hear those words come out of your mouth again."
And so, of course, Passion Rug stuck.
We embroidered the second owl "Hoot Hoot", which I found both appropriate and cute, even if it was colloquially referred to as Hoot Hoot the Passion Rug at home.
Then Bootsie struck again. I told Elise Boots was just expressing her loyalty. Then I said Boots was contractually obligated to obliterate a lovie every 3 weeks until Drew turns seven.
The third lovie has been my favorite thing we've ever embroidered. It's the third picture below.
Elise, thanks for being a great customer and an even better friend.
Boots, come pick up your paycheck anytime.
Hoot Hoot I
Hoot Hoot II
Hoot Hoot III