If Sarah is forcing me to dress up as a doctor, I think I should be able to prescribe myself extra treats.
Seriously, Sarah, it’s time to cool it with the wigs. I have plenty of hair already.
I have no idea why Sarah thought I should wear a popcorn hat. I really should just stop questioning why she does these things to me, and start figuring out a way to make it stop.
This book is called, “How to Be Your Dog’s Best Friend.” I see nothing in here about dressing your dog up. Perhaps I should leave this out and hope that Sarah reads it and learns something from it.
No. Just…no.
Sarah thinks she is very clever with this outfit. You know, a mummy, as in Happy Mummy’s Day (instead of Happy Mother’s Day). Anyway, Happy Mother’s Day to all you Moms. Hopefully, my humiliation will bring some Mother’s Day happiness to you!
You know, the hat was bad enough on its own. But to add a cat? Just wrong. You know that cat is totally enjoying seeing me humiliated like this. She may enjoy it even more than Sarah.
It’s bad enough that Sarah dressed me up for Star Wars Day, but she had to go and find another dog subject to similar problems (my friend Juliet). Not cool. Not cool at all.
April showers bring May flowers…and the unfortunate return of my raincoat.
Choppy the Dog 