I am a dog. Not a doll, not a baby. My name is not Barbie, and I don't come with interchangable accessories.
That being said, Massah STILL puts clothes on me all the time.
She hasn't gotten anything PINK yet, but I can feel that coming too....
And I don't want to hear anything about "protection from the sun" or any of that other crap. Those are EXCUSES for her to use me as a substitute baby doll that she never had in childhood or something like that. This is how I feel about YOU, Massah:
At least Lola liked her present that I sent her; that makes me happy!