You would think that I

You would think that I would blog today about the president I love and his inauguration, but I'm not. You would think that perhaps I would go into great detail about how much I hate Barbara Boxer and would love to have 10 minutes alone with her in a dark alley, but I'm not. Or that maybe, just maybe I would wish Mills a Happy Birthday. Yes, that's what you would you think. But I ran across something last night that I could not ignore.

Yesterday I received a catalog in the mail. This catalog contains risque clothing that Paris Hilton wouldn't be caught dead in, okay maybe not. Feather boas, studded leather jackets, bath robes, tiaras, sunglasses; all for dogs. I laughed for a good 15 minutes. I am an animal lover, but what kind of neurosis resides in the minds of people who dress their dogs? Little sweaters or even shoes are understandable in cold weather, but tiaras? Where are we when our pets are raised to the same level as our children?

**Respect Life**

Posted by Stacy at January 20, 2005 09:55 AM | TrackBack