He had little boots on me.

She had to get a Frankenstein outfit yesterday to go to the park.

And now the Frankenstein outfit consists of three parts, four parts.

Okay, first part.

She has these hip-weighter boots because she hates the little tiny ones and only wrap around her ankles, right? But only the back ones work. Me too. She kicks the front ones off immediately. So I've got her like hoisted up in these boots in the back. And they're great and they don't come off because I call the back ones the climbers and the front ones are the diggers. And so it's like the diggers, they just fucking, they skirt these things all the time.

They're gone.

So, but what I do have are these shitty little purple boots that go on the front because she can't kick those off because they wrap around. Nice and tight. She hates them. Yes, she does hate them. as you saw the picture,

it's her up kind of like a,

I don't know,

like the British lion kind of fucking whatever.

And then the third part is... As you saw the picture, it's her up kind of like a, I don't know, like the British lion kind of fucking whatever.

And then the third part is, she looks like a trash bag kid.

The third part is a camouflage snow coat that doesn't look like it, um, it doesn't, it doesn't, it doesn't, uh, match with anything and doesn't go anywhere.

They're hand me downs basically, but they've all been bought for me. And then the fourth is a little scarf around her neck, which I call her adventure scarf. And it's pink. And it looks like somebody who was either, I don't know, messed up or kind of hard of seeing or something like that was like, here, these ought to work. And they did, but she gets to the park and she really does look like, it looks like a trash bag kid.

I like that. I think that that's a nice vibe.

Does she need any of these things?

No. I mean, arguably dogs have gotten along for, I don't know how many hundreds or thousands of years, even before they were domesticated.

But they never looked like moose.

They never looked like moose.

They never looked like moose. Also moose is like soft as fucking anything. So she does need boots. Okay, so here's the thing. If we don't put boots. The salt. The salt. But even if we're walking in the park, if we don't put boots on her, she hates it because she's constantly gnawing and her paws getting the snow there.

But that means she has to go home earlier because there's too much snow in her paws. Now you put the boots on, she hates it at the beginning, but she gets to stay a little bit longer. And this is the trade-off. Dogfather. I get it. We rubbed Vaseline on Dewey's paws. So the snow doesn't get caught on the paw and stays all slick and he doesn't lick it or

anything.

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