Camoflauge doesn't always work!

I having been sitting here at the computer, diligently working on my blog (that I have neglected for a few weeks) when I hear..."click, click, click" on the hardwood floor. I think, "Well, I need to go let the dogs outside". I go in the living room and Tink is ready to go outside and do her "business" before bedtime. I open the door and the Artic chill nearly knocks me down...Tink goes on outside and I turn to see where Tyson is. Guess what? No Tyson.

Me: Tyson? Come on buddy...you wanna go outside??

NO ANSWER.

Me: Tyson? Come on...let's go outside? ("Let's"...ha! Like I was really going to go outside and freeze my behind off!! hahahaha)

NO ANSWER.

So, I shut the door and go to investigate just where little cold-natured Tyson is hiding so I won't make him go outside.

This is what I found...

Snuggled up in the warm, comfy confines of Whit's CAMOUFLAGE comforter, I find Tyson...did he really think the camo would hide him??