Gus was going to be Yoda for Halloween this year and we had a cute little outfit all purchased and ready for the day. I spent this morning shortening the legs because it was for a taller dog. I though tit would work, but I didn’t account for the fact that Gus couldn’t understand what the fuck we were putting on him and why he wasn’t allowed to bite and tear at it and take off down the hall dragging it with him. At the end of the day it was pretty clear that the only use that outfit was going to get was whatever could manage to stay on his body long enough for me to get just one picture of him. So here you go, Internet. Augustus Pullo’s first Halloween..
Next year will require significantly more planning.