It seemed a shame to let 2-2-22 pass by without comment, so I pulled an old tutu out of the dress up bin. I thought about chickens with tutus, or cats with tutus, but the dogs love me best and won’t hate me forever for subjecting them to such audacity. Missy did give me her saddest puppy dog eyes. She then comforted Griffin (who actually wanted to wear the tutu, but was sad that he couldn’t figure out how to sit in it). Both dogs received many scratches and praises for what they had to put up with.

Happy 2-2 day. Yeah, I scheduled the post for 2:22am too. What fun would it be otherwise?