This week, seven of the Wednesday Walkie Talkies came to walk (and talk)-- a record. Perhaps that is because my mistress had arranged for them to visit the world famous Toilet Seat Museum. Really. Featured on the Today Show and listed as one of Texas’ ten top offbeat museums, this garage full of toilet seats adorned with everything from wild turkey feathers to vintage marbles sits behind a modest cottage in Alamo Heights.
There, resident artist and curator Barney Smith has hung more than 900 of his oval creations celebrating everything from beehives to Boy Scouts, snakes to swizzle sticks, even performers such as Michael Jackson (That one has a gloved hand projecting from the seat). Although all but one of the WWT’s had been at one time or another, they reveled in revisiting Smith’s far out vision.
“You see something different every time,” noted one of the ladies, eyeing a seat adorned with dentistry tools. Always looking ahead to the next throne, the king of toilet seats told that ladies that if they devise a logo, he'll create one in their honor that they can sign. More than one of them suggested that I be part of that logo. Hope they follow through. ’twould be fun.
After visiting the museum, the ladies walked to the Alamo Heights Swimming Pool and from there drove back to Carol’s house in Olmos Park, their usual starting point. On our way home, Mary found me a fine pink sweater at Pet Supplies “Plus,” near where we live. Turns out she knew the assistant manager, Mary Marsh, who made sure it fit right.
I rewarded her with a doggy kiss before we left, which she accepted without flinching. (I really hate it when folks turn their heads away when I’m trying to lick their faces. It’s not like my mistress doesn’t brush my teeth). Unfortunately today turned out sunny and warm, but I’m sure I’ll have plenty of chances to show off my new threads.
What about a toilet seat in honor of Trixie?
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