A Dog's Foray Into an Outdated Wardrobe
Yesterday, my sister and I were talking about getting a friend for Baerli.
Me: Should we get a girl dog or a boy dog?
Lizzie: Maybe we should get a girl dog, then Baerli can have a girl friend. And we could put cute bows in her fur.
Me: But Baerli's not technically a boy dog anymore, he's an it. We could probably get away with putting bows in his fur.
Lizzie: Mom has some old dresses in her closet we could put on him.
The next half hour we spent raiding the old dresses and clothes in my mom's closet and we found some goodies. Here are my favorite outfits on my patient, treat-loving dog.
He looks like a circus dog:
My sister was laughing so hard she could hardly lift him up enough to show off Baerlie's hot 80's jumper:
The vest with a lovely clashing peasant skirt:
My sister got jealous of his fabulous skirt:
And one last picture of him trying to tear of his flame bandana: