You know, it's bad enough that my father - 20 year career Soldier with 3 years in Vietnam and a fucking bad-ass in his younger days - would own a chihuahua, but when he came over today and told me he was buying her a sweater (!!!), I just about shit. He tried to make it better by telling me it was camouflage. With a little hood.
But still, Pops......... I mean, damn...... a sweater?