I jeered at dogs wearing booties, until the day we found ourselves stranded in NYC by a winter storm. Chloe frolicked out into the snow, but as soon as she hit the salted sidewalk (and I mean within a second or two) she started crying with pain and tried to lift all four paws off the ground at once. Happily, there was a pet store nearby selling these disposable rubber booties. She was initially dismayed, as you can see, but after only a few steps learned to ignore them. I’ve contemplated buying her real boots, but these are thin enough to give her good traction and allow her to feel the ground beneath her paws. And the disposable part is great — after a morning on NYC streets and in the dog park at Union Square, her feet were filthy and I was happy to toss her booties in the trash.