Miles gained an affinity for his Halloween costume when he found out where lions register on the food chain.
Look at the determination in his eyes! He is out to get his next prey: string cheese.
Miles’ affinity for the costume was a direct correlation to how many treats he was plied with when asked to wear it. We spent weeks wearing it around the house and playing fetch in the yard so that he’d grow comfortable wearing the mane and not insisting on pulling it off every time he stopped moving. It got to the point that he would get excited every time I showed it to him. Your classical conditioning shit is more than a theory, Pavlov!
He wore it to the office and to a party on Halloween and made many people very happy. Even dog-haters couldn’t help but grin. The little girls who live across the street came running out in their pajamas screaming, “YOU TURNED HIM INTO A LION!” That’s right. Miles the Friendly Lion.
Or, if you are interested, make me an offer on him being your Cowardly Lion for next year’s Wizard of Oz group costume.