This one is for my dad.

My dad's eyes roll to the back of his head if I ever complain that it is cold here, and I KNOW its not Canada cold, but when your body is accustomed to hot hot heat, 60 degrees can sometimes feel kind of cold. Don't look at me like that. It CAN!! I swear. 
When we woke up this morning it was 63 degrees in our house, so I dressed Truman appropriately for his morning nap:

Good thing I learned how to knit or he would have frozen solid.