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My parents puppy-sat Lia for 1,5 hours today (went splendidly), so we had the time do a bit of shopping. I bought two pairs of trousers that passed the "does not make my butt look huge" test and a jacket to replace the one Lia's shredded. The trousers were: one pair of jeans (or cowboy-trousers as they're called in Denmark) and one pair of patterned trousers. I warned C that he wouldn't like the patterned trousers and I guess that's why he's not saying that he doesn't like them, buuuut that hasn't prevented him from going:

"Are you going to play golf?"

and

"Theeeeeere's my Tiger!"

And now, since my legs are not 110 cm long, I need to do one of the activities I loathe the most: sewing.