Hello.  Contrary to the rumors, Dogs do have 11 lives.  Nana, unfortunately has only one so there is lots to tell you because she has been neglectful and she is sorry.

I have a brother.  He is ornery, difficult, obstreperous, a thief, chewer of pillows, eater of nails, inclined towards felonious behavior, cat chaser, bird stalker, tree climber, wood eater, jumper-upper, rabbit chaser (he ain't caught a rabbit and he ain't no friend of mine) (although in all fairness I chased the rabbit momentarily until I noticed it was a bunny) and sheds.

So.  Nana is shamelessly using my blog to flog her favorite shoes - which my brother ate (sorry Grandpa didn't know) which are Salt water sandals.  He ate the brown ones, not the navy ones because we are Navy people and they are out of the country and thus safe from his teeth.
Nana has other people - lets call them girls - in her life.  6 of them and they all had pink salt waters and they would wade in the ocean on Saturday and Nana would rinse them and the girls would wear them, bright and PINK to Church the next day.  Nana loves her salties and my brother got a FIRM discussion with the penny can (which scares the stuffing out of him and me) and Nana sprayed them with Bitter Apple and my brother will not be touching those again.

And now, those girls have girls and guess who wears salties? Yup.  All the girls.  And the boys, who will not wear pink are up the Creek without a paddle.

I have webbed feet so I don't need salties.  But I love them.  Secret.  Don't tell. bbfn. That is French for bye bye for now.