My sissified, wimpy princess of a papillon has decided he hates the cold and shivers when he has to go out in it. So for the first time ever, I've had to buy a COAT for the little wuss. Me, a professional dog trainer for years, who sneered at dogs wearing clothes and laughed at the pampered little yip dogs wearing matching outfits with their owners. Now, its MY dog who has to wear a coat. I don't know whether to laugh of put my head in a bag. It doesn't help that Stitch seems ridicuously pleased when he's wearing it.
It even has a fur ring around the collar. Sigh. I hear the cats and Dodger snickering behind my back.