Life and Stuff

I have a little dog named Zuma. a furry little friend that always seems to bite my feet when I’m not looking. she is a small specimen, that has the size of a normal sized purse. so no point in saying, when winter hits, she must wear a dog sweater to keep her warm. I take good care of her, I feed her, I give her baths, so when the weather tells me to dress her up, that’s what I do. last winter I gave Zuma a Bill Cosby type of sweater, the colors were crazy, pink and green triangles, yellow circles and red squares. she was so cute, I had to take her for a walk with her new sweater. my friends started laughing and kept asking me “what’s with the cosby dog?”. it was all fun until we got back home. I don’t know how, but Zuma managed to take off the dog sweater and started chewing on it until it was nothing more than a simple rag. I guess she hated that thing so much, she wanted to make sure she’ll never wear it again.