Pony Boots

Last night, we took Baby Dog for a walk in the cold cold rain. It was a LONG walk, too. Because at lunch yesterday, Megoo and Miss Cutie made me feel so damn guilty for not walking her as often as I should (or ever)... so I drove home in the piss-pouring freezing rain, the whole time damn determined to take my Baby Dog for a walk, come hell or high water - we were going and it was going to be a good one.

So I made dinner, and after dinner we went on our way. And we went on a good long walk, ending at Starbucks (which is right beside Petsmart) - we were planning on getting a treat for us, and then a treat for Baby Dog. We got to Starbucks and I waited outside with the puppa while Beaner went inside and got us each a tall Caramel Salted Hot Chocolate... damn, that's a good beverage. Looks like this: Really - it's good. Try it sometime. So anyway - I was waiting outside, and I noticed that there was blood on the ground. (OH NO!) I looked at Baby Dog's paw, and sure enough - it was bleeding profusely! (AWWW BABY DOG!!!) The only thing to do was to bring her to Petsmart and let them figure it out - obviously. So that's what we did.

Beaner grabbed a handful of napkins, and we carried her over to Petsmart. We got in there, and it was like we just marched into an emergency room. The doors opened for us, and we carried her in and kneeled down on the floor mat and said, "We need help - she's bleeding!" The girl at the cash (she was soooo sweet) came over right away - she left all the people in her line up and sat on the floor and we held the puppa and she looked at her paw. Then Baby Dog kicked her in the face. What a jerk, eh? But the girl kept trying and once we found out there was no glass in it (phew!) we were relieved - but she had skinned the pad of her little foot, and it must have hurt really bad... but we still had to walk home! So the girl went down the "dog apparel aisle" (an aisle which I hate...) and grabbed Baby Dog a set of booties. We stuck a napkin in the bottom of the boot and put it on her bleeding foot. Then we put the rest of the booties on and laughed at her while she tried to get some traction on the floor... she was like Bambi on ice. Fabulous. Her booties look like this:

They are hilarious. They are reflective! And she totally overcompensates for them - so when we were walking, she was taking these GIANT steps - she looked like a pony in reflective boots! Anyway - then we grabbed her some liver treats because we felt bad for taking her on such a long walk that she skinned her paw... And we went back to Starbuck's and bought the sweet Petsmart girl her own Caramel Salted Hot Chocolate. Because she was really nice. And she said ours smelled yummy.

As funny as Baby Dog's booties are though, they really help her little feet. Imagine walking around in bare feet in this weather! You wouldn't want to do it. So I'm glad we bought them. I never would have bought them on a regular day because I think dogs wearing clothes is so stupid... but I had to get her the booties. And she already has a sweater, because her belly is bare and she shivers. Oh well - I guess that's what happens. When I was Google Image-ing "dog boots", I found these ones:
How awesome are THOSE?! Once she's full-grown, Baby Dog is TOTES getting these slick-ass booties!!! She can wear them up to the cottage and stuff - and look at the traction on those puppies! No sliding around on the Petsmart floor in these boots. Yeah, she's getting them for sure. DAMMMMMMMMMMMMMN STRAIGHT. Now I have to find her a coat to match.