Happy Labor Day

Petey would wish everyone a happy Labor Day, but he isn't very happy. Most mammals, those are warm blooded creatures, are pleased when there is a little nip in the air this time of year, bringing a welcome reprieve from the summer heat & humidity. It really hasn't cooled off here, very much just yet, but there has been a bit of a break. Petey is most unhappy about all of this. The mercury in the thermometer has plummeted down below 70 on a couple of evenings, down right frigid for a Petey-dog. John has said more than once that Petey's perfect owner would live in Miami and never leave. We know that Petey loves (tolerates) us, but would love (tolerate) us more if we lived closer to the equator and retired. That is not possible, so we did the next best thing we got him a sweater. Briefly, he hated it.

The first sweater Petey got was actually a gift. It fit him nicely around his midsection but was too short. It barely came halfway down his back. He wore it some, and didn't seem to mind one way or the other if he had it on or not. He hadn't been living with us long and was doing a lot of shaking. He didn't have beds and blankets scattered throughout the house yet. We thought a sweater was a good solution.

One day in mid-January we were at a store looking through the leftover Christmas stuff for bargains and found a nice brown/tan plaid sweater. It was much longer than the first one, so we thought this would be just the thing. It was even a little masculine, which is hard to find with small dog clothes. It was only about $0.75 since it was with the Christmas stuff, so we made the investment and proudly presented the gift to Pete. It was not well received.

We put it on him and he immediately retreated to his perch on the couch atop the pillows, with his back to us. He shook terribly, and would look around periodically to make sure we knew he was upset. We took it off. We donated it to Goodwill, so some underprivileged dog could stay warm.