and then, i bought him an article of clothing.

i had to buy kolby a sweater. not because it looks cute. or so that i can pretend he's a doll or a baby. if that were the case, i'd ask you to shoot me now. i recognize my dog for what he is. a dog. a tiny, skinny dog with no meat on his bones. see, kolby needs a sweater because the dog potty area is in the center of a wind tunnel. and i don't know about you, but i don't think i'd be very willing to relax enough to poo if i was being tossed about by the wind.

this sweater, mind you, is adorable. it has a hood, even. but that's so not why i bought it. i swear.