The dog is still weeks from coming home. There are preparations that must be taken. Helaine and I went looking for a baby gate (As opposed to my new name for the whole Octomom affair–Babygate).
I’ve never had a puppy before. I hear they chew… a lot. Roxie will be kept in the mud room which has little for teething.
Our gate search took us to a store with dog accouterments. There were bones and toys and ‘crates’ big enough to board a horse. There were also dog outfits.
“Make sure you start them when they’re young,” a woman said as we looked on. Obviously, as the dog gets older she catches on how ridiculous clothes are.
As we walked away she was looking at bathing suits! Don’t worry Roxie, even we have limits.