I have really bad allergies to...just about everything. But especially to grass. It makes me break out in hives. So, naturally, I love to roll around in it and lay down in it.
Sometimes Mom lets me as a treat. She gives me a bath right after. That doesn't always work.
Mom has developed a new strategy.
You can see how fond of this new strategy I am. It's downright embarrassing for a dog to wear a t-shirt.
Even if it IS a Calvin Klein undershirt from Daddy's drawer.
I think she needs to at least get me a girlie shirt.
