Murray has taken to his new all-weather jacket surprisingly well. In fact, I suspect he's up to something, because he's being too good about it all. It's so unlike him. Heck, he even sat down the first time I told him to so that I could take this picture.
Who would've thought that I'd find the perfect jacket for him at Old Navy (yes, that's how hip he is)? I almost never go in there myself...I'm nowhere near hip. I only went in to do a bit of Christmas shopping, and as I went to leave the checkout counter, there they were, a whole bunch of dog coats. And for 50% off, I might add...even better.
I couldn't tell you the number of stores I went into expressly to find Murray a coat, which was only necessitated by the whole haircutting debacle from last month. His hair is taking its own sweet time growing back in, and so with winter's chill on the way, I've been on a mad hunt for the perfect coat for his highness. So many had to be rejected, because they were either so light as to be useless, so bulky that he would have been like the marshmallow man trying to get around in it, the wrong color for his salt & pepper coloring, too girlie for this manly man, or wayyyy overpriced for my pocketbook.
The coat Murray's modeling above is a little lighter than I wanted, but it's easy to get into, water-repellent and, as I just found out tonight, reflective as well. The only downside to it is the hat. Not sure who designed it, but I don't know what they were thinking. If I put it down, it goes so low that he can't see, so I can't use it. And in weather, like tonight's wintry-mix, his poor little head got soaked.
So, if you're looking for a coat for your little boy or girl (dog, that is), make sure you check out Old Navy.
