Flash forward two years, to this winter. Aside from freakishly warm weather, we have had several days of downright bitter cold. Oli didn't even want to go outside to do his business, and when we told him he had to, he would give us dirty looks, dash out, do what he needed to do, and run right back to the door. The neighbors probably think we neglect this poor dog, the way he looks when he is huddled up against the door, waiting to be let in.
So one day, after observing this behaviour, Lewis says, "that dog needs a sweater or something." And I remembered this thing being in that box in the basement. So I dashed down the stairs, calling Oli to follow me. He stiffly, but patiently, waited for me to put this contraption on him, first backwards, then misaligning the buttons, and fixing them. He gave me reproachful looks, but I sent him back upstairs to show his daddy.
We made a big fuss over him every time we put the sweater on him for the next couple of days, and pretty soon he accepted it. He realized it keeps him warmer when he is outside, so he can stay out and sniff his yard and bark at things like he usually does. Plus everyone makes over him, telling him how cute or handsome he is, and he just lapps up the attention.
2 comments:
What a handsome fellow he is in that dashing sweater! Fashion AND functionality!! What more could you ask for? Give Oliver a scratch behind the ears for me!! Happy Valentine's Day!
My Kirby dog wears one of my hoodies when he gets shaved down (he's a poodle). It's alittle big on him, but it keeps him toasty warm!
I wanted to make him a sweater for wearing outside, but his fur grew back in before I had time to make it. :)
What a cutie!
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