Thursday, April 02, 2009
Dress Your Dog for the Apocalypse
Or, at least, dress your dog for the next GWAR concert.
Shawn Macomber sent a link this morning that just cracks me up. I’d describe it, but like the bacon bra below (how’s that for a taste of alliteration?) it really should be seen to be fully comprehended.
So, here’s my salute to the well-armored dog! Thanks, Shawn, I’m going to have our aging puppy fitted for a suite of chainmail. That’ll sort of even things up when she meets up with some of the bigger, bully dogs in the neighborhood.
Normally she has to make due with the cheesy holiday costumes that darling girl makes her wear (which, I submit, embarrass her tremendously--see the evidence below).