You might remember the Christmas Sweater of Shame episode a few years back, during which I attempted to shame my dog Lincoln (also known as Doggy O'Kyle, Blackie McBlack-Black and The Dark Knight) through use of unnecessary apparel.
Anything pointless and funny once is worth repeating. Over and over again.
This year, we bought a new sweater for The Dark Knight and passed it down to his cousin Wheaton, who has been known to wear pajamas.
The results?
Depression.
And a forest of stress yawns.
God love Wheaton.
I'd lay like this on the cool tile, too, but I'm afraid it would attract attention.
Someone needed a hug.
Uhhh, Wheatie? Whatcha thinking about, pal?
Oh.