Melvin must really love me because he
moderately tolerates my desire to dress him up. We have an agreement, if I don’t make him wear the gentle leader too often (we only use it when we go to vet – in an attempt to save the lives of the rescue kittens), then he pretty much allows me to dress him up any way I see fit.
Bells at Christmas: check. Sweaters: yes. Hoodies: indeed. Halloween costumes: several. And now…
And a hat (which in some shots looks like a beret!)!!!!
We have not ventured outdoors with either yet as I have not gotten over the laughing-hysterically phase.
He is so patient with you. I love the resigned look on his face…”okay mama, one more photo of this stupid hat and doggles.” Poor guy! The things we do to our pups!