Because I can.
I don’t really care.
My first glimpse of the booger…on Craigslist
When we first brought him home… 8 weeks old
On his hind legs trying to figure out how to jump from the patio through the kitchen door
Smaller than my friend’s kitty-kitty!
Locked up for his own good…and the good of the furniture
Captures his aura, don’t you think?
Please, please, please, will you throw my ball?
After chasing said ball for about 45 minutes straight.
He loves going for car rides and pretending he’s a meerkat.
SUCH a happy dog!
What doin, ma?
Hint: the rope is his “frenemy”
And there it is…the look that clinched the deal