On Halloween, I dressed Ike in his costume before we went on our walk. His costume was... a dog in a hat.
This was the hat - photo taken New Year's Eve.
Then I giggled for the duration of the walk. I'm sure we were quite the sight, a girl in hysterics and a dog in a fancy hat.
Once I was done giggling, I started to feel bad for poor Ike. I believe that those 10 minutes spent wearing a hat in public traumatized him and forced him to re-evaluate his life.
So I made a video about it.