I buy my dog outfits. A habit which I thinly disguise as being an absolute necessity and definitely not a Paris Hilton moment.
The following conversation recently took place at my home after I was distracted en route to Pick n Pay by new stock in the Vet & Pet window...
"She really has no body fat," I said to hubby, " and this is a particularly cold winter." "Mmmhmm," he said, knowing exactly where this train of thought was headed. I continued, "I know she already has two but the retro 70s jersey is a bit small and her Sharks jersey isn't lined..." Hubby interrupted briefly to remind me that Sadie is in fact a "d-o-g" but recognising the 'yeah, and your point is?' look on my face decided to give me the benefit of the doubt and relented: "Kay, let's see it..."
And that, dear readers, is how my pavement special came to wear a pink and brown checked faux-fur lined parka with a detachable hood for most of this winter, barring the few weekends she showed her support for the Sharks.
This post is for all those who saw the pic on Facebook and thought "she's finally lost it..." Maybe I have. But life's too short to wear bad shoes, eat bad food or put your dog in a bad jersey. I say if your dog needs a jersey then you may as well get a kick outta shopping for it.
P.S: Hubby has requested that I find her a camo parka for the farm (true story)
The following conversation recently took place at my home after I was distracted en route to Pick n Pay by new stock in the Vet & Pet window...
"She really has no body fat," I said to hubby, " and this is a particularly cold winter." "Mmmhmm," he said, knowing exactly where this train of thought was headed. I continued, "I know she already has two but the retro 70s jersey is a bit small and her Sharks jersey isn't lined..." Hubby interrupted briefly to remind me that Sadie is in fact a "d-o-g" but recognising the 'yeah, and your point is?' look on my face decided to give me the benefit of the doubt and relented: "Kay, let's see it..."
And that, dear readers, is how my pavement special came to wear a pink and brown checked faux-fur lined parka with a detachable hood for most of this winter, barring the few weekends she showed her support for the Sharks.
This post is for all those who saw the pic on Facebook and thought "she's finally lost it..." Maybe I have. But life's too short to wear bad shoes, eat bad food or put your dog in a bad jersey. I say if your dog needs a jersey then you may as well get a kick outta shopping for it.
P.S: Hubby has requested that I find her a camo parka for the farm (true story)
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