Today I went to work with mommy. She was SNOWOVERIT and had work to get done, even if the rest of D.C. was suffering from the BLIZASTER! Her boss loves me and requests my presence in the office. I mainly sleep under mommy's desk and get treats when I'm there. I've worked out a system, and it's a pretty good deal, if I do say so myself. Mommy works on the top floor, so we ride the elevator up. If there are people sharing the elevator, she always asks them "Are you afraid of dogs?" before we get on. I personally don't see the big deal, but apparently some people prefer two-legs over four. So today, she asks that to this guy getting on the elevator with us and he laughs and says "no" and then he adds "and I certainly wouldn't be afraid of a little beagle wearing a snowman sweater... boy does he look ferocious!" And he had the nerve to laugh again!!!
Excuse me? If I weren't such a good boy, I'd say someone deserves a little pee on his leg! I happen to like my snowman sweater, especially when everything is covered in snow and the temperature is very cold. Some people think dogs don't like clothes, but I have short fur, and I practically climb into my sweater all by myself before going outside. Why should I freeze my tail off? And I think I look darn good in my sweater...and I know others do too. I saw that little Bichon Frise named Asti, checking me out this morning. She thinks I didn't see her, but I know she gave me the ME-OW and the sniff-sniff before walking around the corner. That guy probably has a closet full of those ugly Christmas sweaters, and I bet they are really ugly, but me, I'm keeping my snowman sweater! It works!
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