Yep, according to those websites that list holidays and observances, today is National Dress-Up-Your-Pet Day. An official 24-hour period set aside on the U.S. calendar for exasperating and embarrassing our four-legged friends.
A conversation I’d like to have heard in 1776.
“Yes, General Washington, hundreds of years from now, America’s people will celebrate our independence from England every July 4th. We’ll remember those who fought for our freedom on Memorial Day…And every January 14th, we’ll put tacky sweaters and scarves on our dogs just for laughs.”
School was cancelled today because it was supposed to snow. But it didn’t snow. Again. This is the fifth time we were supposed to have snow and didn’t. I’m beginning to think all the meteorologists around Richmond are a bunch of wolf crying, snow promising liars.
Instead, everything was covered in ice, and it was bitterly cold and there was nothing good on TV. So putting clothes on our pets just for cheap entertainment seemed as good an idea as any.
Days like these are why I should probably look for a job.
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