My Pet asked for a new collar a while ago. Not one to replace the day collar that she wears all the time, one that could be worn to play parties, or during play sessions. Something a bit more sturdy, but still has that air of personality. In essence, a collar for HER, just her, and it would have her ‘name’ on it. So I’ve been looking for something that ticked off all those boxes. And maybe a few more that she hadn’t thought of.
I was scrolling through Instagram one morning, and stumbled across a vendor I hadn’t seen before. It was a Ukrainian company that had to relocate after the war began. At present, they operate in the UK, and the majority of their work seems to be located around London.
In the heat of the moment, I bought the advertised one on impulse. If I had been smart about it, I would have gone to the website and done some research, but I didn’t. The one I saw ticked all the boxes I was searching for, but only when it arrived and I presented it to her we discovered my glaring error. It didn’t fit. I swear it wasn’t even close. So after mulling over the problem for a couple of hours, I decided to write the vendor and see if there could be a fix. Maybe have a new strap made that’s longer; that would make it work. The only issue was a rivet that held part of the strap to the main part of the collar, which would have to be removed and replaced with a new one. There’s a way of doing that, but it’s delicate, especially if you’ve never done it before. Which, admittedly, I haven’t. And of course, with a drill, no matter how careful you are, oftentimes you only get one bite at the apple. If the drill bit slips, that’s the ballgame.
The vendor wrote back almost immediately and said that if I could pay shipping, they’d make a new collar. Um, what? No, no, no…that’s not what I wanted at all. Just remove the shorter section and replace it with a longer one. Or, send me the longer strap and I’d do the work. Thus began a long-winded back-and-forth between the vendor and me, with them trying to convince me that getting a new collar for just the cost of shipping was the better way to go, and me, on the other hand, not wanting to make them pay for my impulsive mistake. Finally, I talked to my Pet and asked her opinion. She opted for the new collar. Not a repaired one. I think it’s a product of different generations and different thought processes. It still feels wrong to me. But, I contacted the vendor, accepted their kind offer, and paid for the shipping. The new one will be here sometime next week.
Of course, if it still doesn’t fit, I think I’m going to have an aneurysm.
Nice to see you back! 😊
It’s cathartic to write again. I still don’t have all my faculties together, but between work, the mechanics of ‘what comes next’ in the legal beagle death process, I need something that takes my mind off all of that. Writing always did it before. I know there’s still a literal ton of things that still need to be done after her passing. But I’m just going to baby-step for a while, and like many of my friends have been telling me, it’s not like I have to move out of this place. It’s paid for, and there’s no rush. Just get it done in my own time. Though definitely get it done. Which I will. I’m not promising x many posts a week, but I think for the time being it will be more than one every few months. That won’t help anything.
And, many thanks.
i know writing is cathartic for me so i hope it helps you too! i hate that i don’t get your replies for some reason but i’m glad i checked back … sorry to be late. One step at a time is all you can do and on your own terms is probably for the best – since none of the rest of this was.
i’d love to hear more about your D/s dynamic … if that helps escape the rest of ‘life’ for a bit? Sounded like big changes … Anyway, be well friend! 💜💜