The Poodle Supermodel

Mum went downtown and left me at home, apparently to browse for something to wear. Why? She’s got a whole entire walk-in wardrobe full of stuff to wear. We could have done nosework or something else useful.

She came home with three (!) new tops. You should all be grateful that she didn’t Blip the pictures from when she tried them on in the store. I agreed to save the day by wearing the nicest one for a picture.

What would she do without me?