Devastatingly Handsome

I have never seen a creature so mortified. Although I prefer to call it a Christmas Cape, Willy clearly recognized it for what the label claimed it was, a dress. And he was so embarrassed that he refused to move, once I put it on. 

Which actually worked out quite nicely, when it came to taking pictures.

Never you fear. He got his revenge...at some point during the evening, he stole my York Peppermint Patty off the coffee table, took it to the forbidden front room, ripped it open and licked it, before rejecting it and pooping on the rug. 

I debated for a long while after finding the Peppermint Patty, which was untouched save for one delicate bite mark...and then ate it. Chocolate is chocolate, after all.