Vavadog

i used to work around the corner from this little gem (right down from alamo square park) in a group home for emotionally disturbed six-​twelve year olds. i’m really tempted, as i often am, to turn this review into a story about something that has nothing to do with what i’m reviewing, but i won’t talk about those little kids now, mostly for legal reasons.
i’d walked past its full of cute stuff windows many a time on my way to work, but it was months before i had a chance to go there. when i finally did i was able to bring my little dog and go to town. we tried on outfits, sampled treats, and were generally spoiled rotten by the women who works there/​owns it/​sews stuff for your doglets. AND we got to play with her doggies, who happen to be the same kind as mine.
chihuahuas do it for me every time, okay?
so that first time i ended up spending waaaaay more money that i had because i just couldn’t pick and choose, and because madame owner was just so nice (or, alternatively, an exceptional saleslady to my super sucker).
among items i purchased that day: matching hoodies for my dog and i. he refuses to wear his, and i really don’t have any occasion to wear mine if he won’t. fucking cute, regardless.
i’ve since been back and more reserved, but every time it’s great stuff and service. weird, not very often hours are its only drawback.
(that, and its proximity to crazy children town. but i’m not knocking off stars for that!)