Hang Dog .....

Little B wearing the "Coat of Doom". He's owned a few little coats and he's hated them all. Whenever he wears one his whole demeanour changes and he it a totally different dog. He slinks around with his head down and his eyes implore us to remove the coat immediately. This morning Little R wanted to take him out in the rain and so the coat was duly put on him. He refused to move initially, wouldn't eat his breakfast and when it came time to go, firmly lay down in the hall and dug himself in for a confrontation. Needless to say, we relented and off he went without the dreaded coat but at least his tail was wagging when I last saw him :)