That’s What Cheesehead!
I never was a proponent of clothing on pets. Then a puppy entered our lives. The little guy was five pounds, had very little hair, and a bright pink belly. Over the course of the next year, we bought Webster countless jackets, shirts, hoodies, fleeces, you name it. Truth be told, it’s completely ridiculous, but all of you dog people out there know exactly why we do this. When an aunt gave us a miniature Packers jersey, I thought it was the best article of clothing Webster owned. That was until we got a Christmas present from my brother-in-law and sister-in-law. Behold the greatness:
It took me a second to get the “That’s What Cheesehead” part. Actually, my wife had to help me out. (If you’re slow like me, Cheesehead sounds like “she said.”) This final gift has helped me realize that this is quite possibly the best Christmas. Ever.