right before i rolled up his sweater to allow room for the pee.

yesterday. rainy. ugly. windy. yesterday. during the evening rush hour, it was time for kolby to go potty. and as i'm becoming ridiculously in-tune with his elimination patterns, i knew he had to pee and poo. and i didn't so much want to clean numbers one and two off of my floor.

but it was windy and rainy and kolby doesn't like to eliminate in the elements.
so, i dressed him in his doggy sweater hoodie. and, omg, he looked f'ing adorable.

but then i realized that even though there is a practical reason for kolby's outfit, to the rest of the world, it would appear that' i'm one of "those" dog people. the kind that have different outfits for each of their dog's moods. the kind that tote their tiny companions around in a purse. the kind that name their dogs things like teacup, minny and daisy-poo. and i am SO not one of "those" dog people.

but that mattered not. kolby had to potty. and i'm a good mommy, so i walked (read: pulled) my dressed dog out into the rain and onto the sidewalk of the busy downtown street. i watched people slow down and look. some pointed. some laughed. some just didnt know what to do. and i believe some people thought, "look at that prissy dog girl. she can't even take her dog on a walk without dressing him like a child."

but we were on a mission.

kolby didn't want to pee in the mulch. so we walked a block farther. kolby didn't want to pee there, either. that's when i noticed the oh-so-practical sweater had a terrible design flaw. it was too long. it covered his little doggy part. so even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be able to pee like a respectable puppy. it would have just gotten all over his sweater and all up on his skin.

poor puppy.

so, i rolled the sweater up some.
and, miracle upon miracles, he peed. in the rain and the wind.

when we went back inside i kept the sweater on him for about an hour. because i secretly like the way it makes him look cuddly and nautical. (it's blue and white.)