|Our daughters have ridden, pulled, pushed, prodded and otherwise|
stuck everything in P-dog's ears, nose and mouth. Nary a nip
(P-dog being short for Penelope)
During the latest snow storm, we had our fearless P-dog out in the snow. It was rather hard for her to lift her butt higher than her chest as she attempted to use the snow as an outhouse. I felt for her, but wasn't about to help her out. My contribution was keeping her nipples warm as she brushed the snow, searching for just the right spot. I got this jacket at the Gap, though I don't think the store indulges in clothing for snow-beasts any longer. Too bad. The ergonomics were awesome. The little pocket on the back is for a doggy bag (very handy), and behind the removable collar is an opening for a leash. Thank you Mr. Product Manager!
Back at the condo, she was hot and ready to be out of her gettup. P-dog had no problems lifting her left front leg, then right as she stepped out of her outfit as easily as Sarah Jessica Parker removes her Jimmy Choos. No sweat. (I think P-dog is cuter and just about as tall).
|Penelope, the fearless snow-beast|