Of Puppies and Promises
When he heard we were getting a smaller dog, my father-in-law had one request: that we not buy the dog clothes.
Promise broken.
A month ago, we had a great plan: bring the puppy home in late February and start house-training him in warmer weather. You can see how well that worked out. But I must admit, it makes Miloš quite Beogradjanko Beogradjanin.* Dogs in Belgrade suffer from two extremes: strays that suffer from health problems and occasional violence, or dogs that wear nicer coats than most people. Seriously, there’s a dog in my neighborhood that has a little leather and shearling jacket. Compared to that dog, Miloš is downright spartan. Rugged, even.
Eh, who am I kidding? He looks ridiculous. Cute, but ridiculous.
*Serbian readers, help me out. Is this a word, or did I make it up?
If you were trying to say Belgrader, than it’s Beogradjanin 😉
February 24, 2011 at 9:46 am
Thanks! I was hoping you’d let me know. Is the plural Beogradjani?
February 24, 2011 at 12:35 pm
Yes it is
February 24, 2011 at 4:39 pm
You know tough dogs wear coats, just ask Wallace. We all miss you and congratulations on your new addition!
February 24, 2011 at 7:27 pm
So good to hear from you! Much love to you and the whole family.
February 24, 2011 at 7:52 pm
I’m glad that you’ve embraced dog clothes, as T has made it his life’s purpose to find a vintage Fila sweater in honor of Milos’ Seinfeldian roots.
March 2, 2011 at 1:25 am
Milos does love tennis. A Fila sweater (childrens?) would be very appropriate.
March 2, 2011 at 3:11 pm