In honor of National Dog Day, I thought I’d post pictures of Clive’s latest wardrobe addition, a t-shirt we picked up from Glacier Nat’l Park last month. It’s a toddler t-shirt, which is why it fits so funky, but he doesn’t mind. He likes wearing clothes. He struts around the house like he’s one of us cool humans (ha!) and doesn’t understand why he can’t wear them on his pee walks where everyone can see how cool he looks.
Dogs are a completely different type of pet than I’m used to. I’ve always had cats and while I love them, their fierce independence seemingly leaves you always trying to earn their respect. Libby barely acknowledged me for the first three years she lived with me and when she finally jumped into bed with me one night, I nearly burst into tears. Dogs on the other hand just want to love you from the get go, which is why I’m so hard-pressed to understand how some people treat them the way they do. Someone abandoned Clive. Took his desire just to love and be loyal and threw it away. I can’t fathom it, but I’m so happy he’s with us now and I hope we can give him an back an iota of what he’s given us.