The Doggy Dress Up

    Here is my dog Lucy, my cutie pie little Yorkshire Terrier.

Ten years ago when we brought her home, I thought that I finally got a little girl, and that we could play dress up and walk around Newport's Fashion Island in cute pink tutus... That was the plan all right. Lucy turned out to be a tomboy. Her favorite activity is to threaten big dogs, dig holes, and run after rodents. And when she gets tired or bored, she goes to sleep.
Great! I have a husband, two boys, and now a dog who does not have a hint of interest in fashion! I've honestly tried to turn her, but in vain - she would just stand there looking cute in a pretty dress and not move for way longer than I had time for.

Lucy is 10 years old now, and, while being a little dog still makes her look like a cute little puppy, she is in her respectable age now.
Long story short, recently we found out that Lucy's got signs of arthritis, and, in addition to the necessary supplements, I decided to get her a coat to stay warm during her night walks! (I've read that keeping her warm would help relieve the possible pain.)

"Lucy, it's a necessity for you now, and protesting or freezing just won't work," I told her last Saturday. "On Sunday after lunch, we are going to a store to look for a sweater or a jacket for you." Ahh, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time (and I don't mean the arthritis!)

Finally, when the day had arrived, Varuzh, who believes that dogs should be all natural, decided to throw a question into the air: "You know Lucy is a dog and has lots of fur, do you?"

Really? I know that he thinks it is a waste of time and money, but I ignored the question, and soon after, my friend Mary Ann, Lucy and I were off to the pet store nearby.

No, we did not go to a bakery by mistake. These are yummy pet treats! 

To our luck, there were no other four-legged customers in store at the moment. So we closed the door and took Lucy off the leash and let her sniff around. (Please please please, Lucy, do not pee! I prayed silently.)  But to my surprise, Lucy was in her nearly best behavior, patiently let me put clothes on and off of her, and she even walked around the isles to model her look.

 Here is look #1. A soft light sweater she could run around at home or in a yard on a cold Southern Californian day.

Look #2. A fleece jacket. Hmm, where have I seen a similar pattern before? Well, whatever it was, the jacket was not comfortable, so off it went.

And finally, the winner! Look #3: a cozy and snug warm jacket with a special hurnes hook and, most importantly, a pink trim!

The decision was made, bill was paid, rewarding snack was chewed. 

 And now it was the moment of truth - to prove Varuzh that he was wrong, and hope that Lucy would not stand still and actually go for walk in her jacket with pink trim.

With love always,
xo, Zuma A.
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