“If you want to destroy my sweater, pull this thread as I walk away”

As the end of the year draws near the weather has finally turned chilly in our fair peninsula. It is perfect for walking, enjoying drinks at outdoor cafes, playing in the park and all sorts of other activities that I have no interest in engaging in. Unfortunately it is not always the perfect weather for walking Dog, especially on her 10:00 p.m. bedtime walk. Last night was downright cold. Mrs. GF, not wanting Dog to be chilly and not realizing that Dog has a built in coat in the form of her…..coat, went out and bought Dog a sweater. Yep. A brown and pink arguil sweater. A sweater for a dog. Just to be clear on this, last night I was out walking a dog who was wearing a sweater. I am not under any illusion that I used to be cool, because I’m quite certain that was never the case. But I’m relatively sure I used to be cooler than this. Where did it all go wrong?