The story of a Rhode Islander living and cooking in Arlington, Virginia
December 19, 2010
Our dear dog, named for a manly man, is certainly not a manly dog. We had about 2 inches of snow earlier this week and after walking a block or two, Patton started to whine and alternate holding up one of his paws as he walked. He finally just sat down and cried. MM had to pick up all 55 pounds of him and carry him home.
Patton's feet were cold. So now he is the laughing stock of the neighborhood with his booties.