See, Drahthaars are hunting dogs, and that's what my dad wanted to do with Drew. However, Drew has seasonal alopecia. The leaves fall off trees, all the hair falls off Drew's sides. He'd scrape the bejeezus out of himself if he went hunting. Fortunately, my dad is a problem solver.
Last weekend, Dad showcased the new job he'd gotten for Drew:
|Clockwise from the top: The Brother-in-Law, Drew, Dad, My Sister the Lawyer, Me, Prada|
|This is when everybody finally caught up with us, a half mile down the road.|
|See that sweater Drew is wearing? I totally made that.|
The neighbors think my family is crazy. Clearly, though, my family is just crazy-cool.
(True: That first picture is taken on the main street of my hometown. I did mention I'm from the boonies, right?)
Dora approves of creative solutions.