(Not one of the actual victims)
A fool and his money are soon parted.
Ruth Regina likes to say her business is going to the dogs, but it’s actually just going to their heads.
A wig maker to the stars, Regina is now designing hairpieces for dogs – braids, curls, and extensions that can be dyed, highlighted and styled to order for pampered pets.
“I just see now that the little dogs are being carried around in Chanel carriers. They’re wearing tiaras and sunglasses and visors,” she says. “Dogs are just little people in fur coats.”
Listen, I’m an animal person to the core, but maybe just for this reason this makes me say.. what’s that word.. oh yeah.. Cripes!!
Why are so many of the people who are always looking for a way to make a buck off of animals so creepy?
For years my wife would take Halloween pics of our lab in fancy dress. The dog took it well and never fussed, but I’ll always believe the look she gave me while I would take the picture was one of embarrassment. This was especially true the year she was a big daisy. I always gave her a big rawhide bone for compensation.
Man is that a picture of Howard Stern? It is a remarkable resemblance.
A fool and his money are lucky to get together in the first place. I can’t see my dog asking for something like a wig. I give him tennis balls and he rips the fuzzy stuff off them. You give him a new one with the fuzzy stuff and he’ll pick up the bald tennis ball. If the best business idea you can come up with is wigs for dogs, you deserve to end up in bankruptcy court and perhaps a mental ward. There are 100 things you can make for dogs that they would use and enjoy. You make wigs because you don’t understand dogs and then don’t understand why people think you are totally nuts. I wish you could buy bald tennis balls, it would be a big dog time saver.
LOL, #2…
[Edited out– do not double post.]
#5, I prefer dogs to most people. They give distinct signals before they bite you on the ass. Go out and save humanity if you must, but posting here is a piss poor start.
There is something a wee bit pathological about people who prefer the company of animals to people to the extent that they treat their pets as if they were their children. We have pets and sometimes jokingly anthropromorphise them, but that is carrying things a bit too far. These people should be pitied, even counseled. The industry that caters to these people with the pet ice cream, clothing and the loke is just wrong!
Coincidentely, on the other hand, I was listening to the Afghan Whigs as I read this blog.
These wigs and other paraphenalia is for the rich and famous and lessor idiots.
We don’t own pets. If we are lucky enough to have domesticated animals in our homes, thats great, and it’s our responsibility to care for them. Cats, Dogs and many other animals are no longer able to fend for themselves, so we must take care of them, but not decorate them like some kind of holiday tree.
Wild animals should be left in the wild, in their own habitats, without man interferring.
Oh, and most days, I would rather talk to an animal than most humans.