When we were young we understood that the Grinch was the bad guy and never questioned it. But then we grew older. We came to prefer avoiding large crowds. We learned to resent other people’s music when we could hear it in our own home. And, come to think of it, we realize now that about 95% of the things we say are directed at our dog. The dog never talks back, which makes him the ideal conversation partner.Admit it: we’re more like the Grinch than we thought we’d ever be. Might as well complete the picture and dress up as him too. Our Grinch Gloves give your fingers that much-needed chartreuse pointiness in order to have hands like Dr. Seuss’ loveable reformed outcast’s. But do consult a cardiologist if your heart ever grows a size — let alone three.