Canine couture

It must be spring because the little dogs have traded in their fleece-lined winter jackets for jaunty little numbers like the one Olive is wearing here (with coordinated leash, no less). I say "little dogs" because no big dog with any self-respect would tolerate being dolled up like this. I suppose it's fine for the pint-sized mutts — they need to do everything they can to draw attention down to their level, which I imagine is why Olive has a bark that could shatter a plate-glass window. But stick me in one of these things and I'll roll over in the first mud puddle I can find. Of course, I'll do that without the silly coat too ..