If you have been around a while you may know I have a teenie weenie soft spot for sausage dogs. So you can imagine what happened when I came face to face with this creature hanging on a rail in Topshop.
I kind of gave him a shy pat on the head, then rubbed him on the fat tummy, then picked him up and gave him a little squeeze and then.... saw his waggy tail on the BACK.
I had to stop myself from jumping up and down whilst embracing this critter, and held my breath whilst checking the price dundundun £18.00. I left the shop dogless, telling myself I cannot spend that much on pyjamas when I already have 350 pairs- seriously I nearly need a new wardrobe just for pyjamas. But I cannot help but feel a little bit
gutted down sad depressed heartbroken. *sigh*
Should I go back???