I’m a total fan of autumn and as the temperatures get cooler and cooler, it means we’re heading into sweater season soon! Here we have a doodlewash of our hairy little only child, Phineas, sporting his cozy fall fashion. He actually seems to enjoy his fashion, or is at least appreciative of the extra warmth when the temperatures drop. Walking outside in the middle of winter is a bit of a cruel joke for this short-haired baby, so his ensemble expands to also include a coat and sometimes even boots. For my part, I just love when it’s time to wear clothing that’s designed to hide all of my indiscretions. With Thanksgiving and Christmas coming up next, baggy sweaters arrive just in time to be the perfect companion to seasonal gluttony and generally poor choices.
As much as love the baggy sweater concept, much to my dismay, I now realize all of the sweaters I bought in Paris are nothing of the sort. They are the type of sweaters that fit more snugly, hugging your body and telegraphing your exact shape. Apparently, Europeans failed to get the American memo that a baggy sweater is the proper fashion for winter hibernation. But based on my recent purchasing decisions, I’ve removed my ability to cheat my way through winter and will have to be vigilant when it comes to what I eat. That said, you can rest assured I’ll be throwing all of this aside come Thanksgiving and eating whatever is in sight and then some. That’s my American tradition, and I’m rather fond of it, so I’ll be celebrating in that same style in November. Napping shortly after.
Phineas is lucky actually. When he came back home after an extended stay at his pet resort while we were visiting Paris, he was just a tiny bit chunky. We immediately adjusted his food and within a week, he was back to his normal size. I was immediately jealous. I guess only dogs and the rich have the wonderful good fortune of someone deciding what they eat at all times so they don’t overindulge. I’m stuck with only me, and me likes to eat wonderful things and not fuss too much about the amount. But my severe lack of baggy sweaters for this winter season will mean a slight change in plans. As Phineas likes to say, it’s a small price to pay for fashion. Actually, being a Basenji, he doesn’t say anything at all, but I know in my heart that he’s thinking it. And together, we’ll be healthy and happy, eating just what we need to in order to strut our stuff properly all through the coming sweater weather.