Mother fitted a new halter on me today. Well, two of them, actually. One was quite a bit larger than the other, but since they have double buckles at the top part, she took the the long top part and put it on the smaller halter, and it fits very nicely.
She says Jones will have the leftover bits. Really, Mother? I have to beg for a new halter for years, but you just up and give him one after only a few months of wheedling? Seriously?
Anyway, Mother promised to bring her camera up in the next couple days, so my black triple stitched and Personally Customized halter will be viewable to all.
Better late than never, I suppose.