While strolling through Petco this morning to pick up some dog food, I decided to get a new rope toy for Kit, the older of two our two rescue dogs. She never tires of chewing these things and nagging humans to throw it so she can play fetch. I rounded a corner and stopped. Dead in my tracks. Stunned by the horror spread out before me. On the dog Halloween costume aisle.
Let’s be clear – I don’t mean all canine Halloween outfits. Some are funny, and some dogs seem to enjoy the attention.
What I came upon were princess and ballerina outfits. I suffered an instant flashback to the two hour wait I once endured at O’Hare Airport, sitting across from a woman whose poor little dog was dressed in a pink tutu. I’m serious. This really happened. I’ve never seen an animal look more miserable outside a vet’s waiting room.
Let’s face it, very few dogs can pull off a tutu with any kind of style and grace:
Our dogs are both females. While they appreciate small accessories, like an understated pumpkin scarf, they know that canine traditions at this time of year go deep – far deeper than any Disney concoction.
They’re both working hard to release their inner wolves on October 31.
Okay, so maybe there’s more work to be done, but credit where it’s deserved. I think they’re progressing nicely.