Hey, just getting a few licks in before finishing off this blog, plus I come first before mama’s bath.
Now here is something none of us in this house ever knew!
Is this amazing or what?
Mama is going out to buy a red neck bandana tomorrow, and woe to him/her who uses the term in a derogatory way ever again around mama. She was guilty of misusing the word and wants to make amends. Red bandanas, here we come.
I just love it when something like this is brought into the light–mama learned it from Michael Moore’s new film, Farenheit 11/9. Food for thought…and that’s really good kibble for my brain.
Wow. so many things I don’t know.
Maybe your momma will buy you a red bandana, too? It would look sweet against your furrs, maybe tied as a little skirt around your cute middle. Ooh la la!
Oh, I would be so proud to wear one. Maybe she will, knowing her.
So what does your paw taste like, Loulou?
My poor taste like double fudge chocolate caramel chips Sunday with kibble topping!
Wow – mama can’t wait to see Michael Moore’s new film. He always enlightens – and that was an unexpected enlightenment. She has a nice burgundy scarf, so that might work – but Loulou, what do you think those red caps mean?! Nothing noble, I’m afraid, since mama’s getting that look of horror on her face!! I have a red poussette – that might make me a member of the local upper crust!! Upper kibble? It’s early – more coffee needed……
Mya, don’t you drink too much coffee, y’heah? HAHA, I know you meant maman, but maybe you and I need to try an espresso someday when we’re cuttin’up.
Hmm, we never knew that either. Actually, we never could quite figure out what a redneck is. Thanks for the history lesson and we hope the folks of WV or anywhere else with that problem, can break free.
Mama was so touched by that story…and dropped a BIG prejudice associated with the erroneous meaning.
That was an interesting article about “rednecks. “
Yes, everyone in this house was so pleased to find that the bandana is a symbol of courage and change.
I’ll be darned – I always thought it referred to folks working out in the sun (like my Dad – a farmer) – I guess it probably was a way of putting people down . Thanks for the lesson !
YES, I was SO glad to hear the real truth, and yes, it was an insult and now it’s honor.