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Friday night, taking Charlie for a walk with my friend, poor Charlie was shivering his bum off and it was only -1C, so I figured yup, tomorrow, we go to the pet store to get him a coat. So mom and I load up Charlie and head to the pet store and mom was kinda grumbling "Getting a coat for a dog. He's covered in fur... " To which I replied "think of all the stuff you bought for H & D (my nieces) that they've outgrown. He'll never outgrow his coat. Ever." At that point her grandma gene turned itself on. I love that gene.
Charlie got a new jacket (which she wouldn't let me buy), a couch pad with armrests, new collar in red, new leash to match the red, dog cookies, a new stuffy and a christmas stocking that says "Dear Santa, The cat did it."
LOVE that grandma gene.
Charlie, in his stylish new jacket, on his couch mat posing in front of his Christmas stocking.
Charlie got a new jacket (which she wouldn't let me buy), a couch pad with armrests, new collar in red, new leash to match the red, dog cookies, a new stuffy and a christmas stocking that says "Dear Santa, The cat did it."
LOVE that grandma gene.
Charlie, in his stylish new jacket, on his couch mat posing in front of his Christmas stocking.