Meet Harley.
Tall. Dramatic.
Gorgeous in a “don’t touch me I’m famous” way. But even gentle heat turned her into a drama queen about the weather.
Walks turned into panting parades. Park hangs? Cut short. And the guilt? Brutal. That “am I slow roasting my dog right now?” kind of guilt.
So, we did what any slightly unhinged, highly motivated dog parents would do: