So we got Boludo a little jacket for these cool, rainy winter days of July (Buenos Aires = Southern Hemisphere, remember?).
I always thought dog jackets were silly, but ever since we cut his fur, I feel like he's so liiiitle, and his fur is so thiiiin.
I thought he looked so jaunty, like a little racehorse.
He didn't like it very much, and wouldn't move once it was on him.
He even ignored me.
And tried to visualize himself in a "happy place."
He was pissed. He wouldn't even come when I called him, or play with his rawhide.
Eh, he'll get used to it :)
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