Yesterday while shopping in the housewares section of a major department store, while examining the throw pillows, I came across one that surprised me.
It was a square, down filled throw with a cream coloured background and covering the entire front of the pillow was a picture of a Weston Terrier.
I know two people who own Westies who love them as much as they love their children so I guess I can understand or at least sympathize with the attention paid to this particular breed. What I can’t understand is why I would want a dog’s face on a pillow in my living room, even if it was my own dog’s face. I can’t imagine a scenario when I would agree to having it mixed in with my floral and graphic, breakfast pillow prints, unless maybe my living room was the sales floor at a pet store and I was certifiably insane or was on the losing side of a dog-pillow-fight related bet.
I thought about my kids and how they might be the right audience for such an accent piece. Even then, I think the baby might ask, “Is this our doggy? I love him so muchy!”
Something tells me if I can hold out for another week, I’ll pick up two Westie pillows on the clearance rack, for the price of one. At least then, they’ll have company.
