Yesterday, the dogs and I made the long drive from Erie back to Charlotte. It was about 30 degrees when we left PA, so the girls got to sport their cute winter sweaters with their snazzy new haircuts on the trip. Or at least, that’s how I justified it.
Though I don’t consistently dress my dogs up, I do have some history making my pooches wear silly clothing. Several cases in point:
(I had to do a little creative positioning with that sticker.)
And apparently it runs in my family:
But at least I don’t make my dog look like this: