Doggie Bully Conversations
Today I looked outside and Donner was rolling around on something pink and furry. No, it wasn’t a baby possum, it was a cute little doggie parka with a fur trim. Now we own no such doggie attire so I can only assume it was a gift.
Me: Donner found a pink doggie parka. I put it in the wash.
Rich: Where’d he get that?
Me: Maybe someone threw it over the fence although lord knows why. Are they trying to bling my dog?
Rich: I hope he didn’t yank it off one of the chihuahua’s out back. (they like to bark and try to get said small pups through the fence)
Me: Ha! I’m picturing them like, “Give me the jacket, bitch!”
I plan to take a picture of Swan in it for Christmas. It’s not like we can give it back and it washed up as pretty as new.