John looked looked at the slowly dissipating trail of dust left by Carrie... and his luggage!
"Crap, now I have to try and find some clothes, unless these can last for a whi-" Before he could finish his sentence a large canister of paint fell onto his head. John took it off and waited for the ringing to subside. After five minutes he realised that he would have to stop it himself so he tried the toon approach.
John stuck his hand into his ear up to his wrist and pulled out a bell. Tossing that aside he looked up to see wheer the paint had come from. Above him a wolf looked sheepishly down from his perch upon some scaffolding. John saw that he was painting an advertisement, using only three paint cans but still managing to produce a variety of colours.
"say, uh, do you know where I could get a spare change of clothes around here?"
The wolf looked pleased that he wasn't being yelled at and happily pointed to a costume shop across the street.
"Well, I guess it's better than nothing" he muttered to himself then nodded a thank you to the wolf and set off to the store.
Once inside he looked around and saw that the store even carried clothes that looked normal.
"Hello sir how may I help you?" John turned to see a husky greet him with the typical sales...dog line.
"Uh yeah, I was looking for some clothes to last me a few days until my wife returns with my luggage. I noticed you had a few normal things in here"
"Oh they are anything but normal sir, as you may see." The Huskee said as he flicked the bells on a nearby jester's hat. John looked over and saw some shelves lined with regular t-shirts and pants, but just assumed that for a dog, human clothes must not be that regular.
"Um okay, I'll just take a look around"
"Sure thing, the changge rooms are at the back, give a hollar if you need anything"
John walked through the aisles and noted that they had incredibly diverse and descriptive lables. Even the 'regular' clothes had desriptions attached.
"May aswell try on a few of the costumes too" he said to himself.