Heidi and I are generally a very agreeable pair; there's not much we don't concur on. Dressing dogs in clothes is one of those few things: Heidi wants to do it, and I will not allow it. Over the years we have reached an informal compromise. For example Isabel has over a hundred collars, and she wears a different one every day. Isn't that a wardrobe for a dog? Lately, too, Heidi has been buying tiny hats and photographing all the dogs we know wearing them. That seems close to the line if you ask me, but no one has.
We passed all sorts of people and dogs on Roosevelt Island this morning as we walked its trails enjoying the balmy December day. One dog in particular caught both of our attention. "Look, that guy has a coat on," I noted as we approached from behind.
It was a smallish, short-haired little pooch. "He probably gets cold," Heidi replied.
"Whoa!" I said as we got closer. "It's also wearing some kind of dress!"
"Oh yeah!" Heidi nodded in appreciation as she spotted the frill peeking out from under the coat.
"My gosh!" I cried a second later. "It has pants on too! They're like bloomers or something!" I cringed. "It looks like a miniature version of the Big Bad Wolf dressed as Grandma!"
Heidi shrugged. "Layers," she said.
We passed all sorts of people and dogs on Roosevelt Island this morning as we walked its trails enjoying the balmy December day. One dog in particular caught both of our attention. "Look, that guy has a coat on," I noted as we approached from behind.
It was a smallish, short-haired little pooch. "He probably gets cold," Heidi replied.
"Whoa!" I said as we got closer. "It's also wearing some kind of dress!"
"Oh yeah!" Heidi nodded in appreciation as she spotted the frill peeking out from under the coat.
"My gosh!" I cried a second later. "It has pants on too! They're like bloomers or something!" I cringed. "It looks like a miniature version of the Big Bad Wolf dressed as Grandma!"
Heidi shrugged. "Layers," she said.
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