Today is apparently National Dog Day. Despite having THREE dogs, I didn't know such a day existed. But hey, why not? Today is also Women's Equality Day. Which is unrelated, but also sort of related because, HEY, dogs are man's best friend and also WOMAN'S. Sheesh. So much patriarchy. At the very least, you could say human's. And even that has the word man in it. As does woman. OK, nevermind, let's save linguistic exclusivity for another day. Today is all about the DOGS.
Dogs provide companionship and love and they don't even care if you stink or anything (in fact they probably like when you stink). They're pretty awesome. Except when they eat EVERYTHING IN YOUR HOUSE. Which has totally happened to me, pretty much every day for the least year. Seriously who eats a bathing suit, air compressor, foam, and a tree — all in one day? Oh, that's right. MY DOG, HAZEL.
DO NOT BE FOOLED. She will eat you. And your food. Your clothes. Pretty much anything you leave anywhere.
This is Lily. She's basically a loaf of bread.
This is Lucy but we should have named her Cleopatra, because her eyeliner is on point.
But seriously. The ladies at Ravishly love our dogs. Here are a few of them!
These are cute. They probably don't eat the entire universe.
Tinker is co cute she can burp in your ear and you don't even care.
This is Dodger. Like the team. Except he cannot play baseball at all.
Resident Ravishly dog, Lucy Gyan-Walitt, 10-ish, Muttville (senior dog rescue) alum, nap specialist, foodie, squeaky toy/stroll/belly rub lover, best Valentine's Day gift EVER.
