My mom dressed Opie up as a clown this time for the local animal expo's pet costume contest.
He really has a pretty good attitude about being forced to wear a skirt and being paraded around for all the world to see.
People would look and point and laugh and say, "Oh, look at the ____."
You can fill in the blanks. Mostly he was called a pony or a baby horse. But then there were a few that thought he was a goat, and one kid even yelled, "Hey Grandma, look at the camel!" Seriously. It's almost like they're city folks or something...