So Momma maked me the ugliest winter coat I ever seen. And I gots to wear it, she says, else I'll catch my deaf of cold. Well I gots big ears to stop the cold, Momma, I tole her. Or gimme a hat if you is so worried 'bout me catching deaf. A boxer dog can't go out in that grocery-bag coat. This is a lovely Lumberjack Coat, George. You looks like Paul Bunion, she says. Grammy gots bunions, and she all the time hides her feets acause theys so ugly. YOU WILL WEAR THE COAT GEORGE. So I does, acause I seen foamy spit in her mouth when she sayed that.