In anticipation of the Ark we will soon need to build here in New York, I bought Winston a raincoat.
Doesn’t he look cute? It even has a hood that I can tuck his long ears into.
Seriously though - the dog goes bananas when he is wet. Living in New York means I have to bring him out into the rain to do his business. He comes back in sopping wet and then proceeds to run around the house like a crazy man. What is it about wet dogs? It makes them crazy.
Dear Winston,
You make my heart melt like a Hershey’s bar near a firepit. I need a clone of you, please.
Love,
Rana
