Last spring my family adopted a dog from a Last Hope. Henry (nee Freckles) is my father's 4th - and golden - child. Henry is allowed to sleep on Daddy's bed, and even sit on Daddy's pillow! Henry is allowed in the kitchen during dinner time! Henry loves to go for car rides! Henry has an abundance of toys. Of course it should be noted that Henry loves to play with his toys, and it is almost as entertaining for us to watch him as it is for him to play with it.
Anyway, point is, Henry is building quite a wardrobe. He has his scary skeleton onesie, his monster costume, and of course, his Lands End dog coat with reflectors and his name embroidered on the back. Needless to say, I think Henry will be needing a new outfit for this holiday.
Squeaky, on the other hand, owns nothing but her chicken hat. As you can see in the picture, she is none too thrilled with that. Maybe she needs something more fashionable.
As for Basil, he was so shook up about wearing the chicken hat that one time that he ran and hid under the stairs. I don't think we'll torture him on National Dress Up Your Pet Day.
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