With the lead caught round his leg, he hopped about with what grace he could. It was hard not to judge the dog too critically - as he was a handsome pooch. Strong chin, come-to-bed-with-me-eyes. Hind legs of an Adonis. (This is what people said, anyway.) Contemplating him, a thought came to you. He should have your suit. After all he was your pal! The lush hazel lambswool (woven in Yorkshire) complemented you in every which way. Its intricate weave drew people to you. You received NO END of compliments. NO END! Then the leash righted itself and his hopping vanished, along with it the idea of his suit. Yours was enough.
Price shown is for our made-to-measure service.
- Cloth by John Foster
- Horn buttons
- Viscose/acetate lining
- Dry clean only