…how’s a guy dog, supposed to act cool when he’s wearing an orange shirt? Sure, orange is the new pink, but it’s girly.
Kaia didn’t like the orange shirt Grandma bought for her, so Grandma made me wear it. Everyone giggled and laughed at me and begged me to pose. Uh, uh, nope, no posing unless you give me that treat! I can be bought with treats, you know… ya, okay, the shirt is growing on me!
In my ‘pinion the orange color sort of goes with the blood shot, old roue eyes I have going though – perhaps I should cultivate that look, mais non?
