It comes up a lot, so I thought I would address it: I am, in fact, a girl dog (though even my grandma thinks I look like a boy, so don’t feel bad if you thought so. It’s a common mistake). Of course, just because I am a girl doesn’t mean I always have to wear pink, contrary to the desires of Sarah. Especially when it’s a pink outfit like this. Which is, as you can see, horrible.