Really??? You are going to leave me in this mess Rufus asks.
I'm not picking this up you know.
Rufus the dog is trying on the shoes.
He is in a sophisticated French mansion with smells of lilac in the air.
Lady and the Tramp would consider him a friend.
A carousal with fancy horses plays a circus tune in the background.
There is the sound of popcorn popping and children at play.
There is a cat outside the window going through the trash.
The cat is poor.
Rufus feels rich and spoiled.
Oh... the life of the rug-rat dog.
All girly shoes smell beautiful.
"Really though this is not my fault," Rufus says.