why take it out on nice shirt?
When your dog comes home from the vet after you’ve just spent a gazillion dollars on him, finds your cashmere sweater (that’s stupidly been left on the floor in a “to the dry cleaners” pile) and he pukes on it, well, all bets are off. He had an entire house of newly steam cleaned carpet to puke on, yet he chose the nicest shirt I own.
Is my life a sitcom? I hear no laugh track.
The good news is that he’s feeling much better now. The even better news is that now he has a cashmere sweater to keep him warm this winter.