Hey, will somebody help me register?
It’s not that I want to become a slave to marketing. I mean, being a dog, I will always have limited purchasing power anyway, and I am basically ok with that. Mainly because the Dads more than make up for it. I don’t have to go out and work all day like they do, and then they come home and spoil me, lavishing me with cool fashions like that most excellent camo collar. But I’m not sure about their taste. I mean, you look around the house and there is a certain, shall we say, lack of thematic consistency in the decor.
So I’m fairly sure it’s just a matter of time until they start buying me my own furniture. The taller Dad is always talking about how I’m going to be so spoiled, so I figure that means that sooner or later, they’re going to come home with a nice canine fainting couch and a petbrella for those hot Seattle summer afternoons. I just want to make sure that they pick out good stuff, furniture that really expresses the inner Dozer Jesus Portersmith. So it any of you friends of the Dads would be so kind as to help me get on Ethan Allen’s pet registry so I can pick out exactly which chintz I prefer (it certainly must compliment my gorgeous red hair) and the wood for my sleigh pet bed, I’d really appreciate it.
