Good Gravy

Several weeks ago I mentioned that I was neither a creepy person who talked baby talk to their dog nor one that dressed their dog up. Apparently I was just flat out telling a fib. I was looking through our photos and found plenty of evidence to the contrary. Poor Bumblebee has been forced to play dress up on many humiliating occasions.

Here is a photo from her graduation from dog obedience school. Here she has been forced into a hot pink wig.

Now she is wearing a hat.

Socks! Yes, I did it. I put socks on the poor girl as she slept.

A Tweedledum hat.

You can see the truth. I haven't even included half of the evidence. I apologize for misleading you readers. Apparently I am just a flat out creepy dog person.